by Charna Mamlok Westervelt '00
The morning after my wedding — a mere 18 hours after I was...
by Tahirah Uqdah Falah '96
I found myself in Walgreens on Friday looking at canes. I was kind of in a trance, staring at them thinking, “Will I need a cane? If so, when? Do I need one now?”
I held each of the different styles of canes in my hand. There was the fold-out cane, the aluminum cane, the contoured-handled cane. I found the maple-handled...
by Diana Cassar-Uhl ’95
I'm contemplating ending my career as a clarinetist. It's a choice I never expected to face. I thought I'd stay at my job until retirement. Music chose me -- I know I could never have pursued anything else without feeling paralyzing regret.
I'm not sure how I got here. One might assume that giving birth to my first child was the...