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Dear Harvard, This is for the water bottles never dropped in Widener, the all-nighters never pulled in the sallow fluorescence of Lamont. This is for mystery HUDS meat and Mike’s cannolis, for aimless philosophizing along the Charles and the hushed magic of a Yard sugared in snow. All the ordinary moments that never came to pass. When I tell people I’ve never stepped foot on campus as an enrolled student, they react with a range of understandable emotions — pity, outrage, disbeli...

To lose our cinemas would bring me to tears Trips to the silver screen are where memories are made – so beware the threat of Covid rules, and of streaming services on the march Salvatore Cascio and Philippe Noiret discover the beauty of film in Cinema Paradiso Credit: Alamy It feels like I’ve spent a lot of my time in cinemas in tears. Of course it is easier to cry in the cinema than during almost any other cultural experience because people are rustling boxes of popcorn and jiggling ice ab...

The Amish Cook: Bossy Bluejays and Buttery Breadsticks Gloria Yoder Its chilly, as a matter of fact, downright cold! Outside the office window, dozens of cardinals, juncos, some bossy blue jays, a couple finches, and woodpeckers are feasting on and around the large log cabin feeder Daniel made for them this winter. For years, my husband Daniel has been brainstorming about building a large deluxe bird feeder. Thanks to his ambition, a couple months ago, it came to reality. Now singing the...

Embracing the cold, the snow, and the community By Gloria Yoder It’s chilly, as a matter of fact, downright cold! Outside the office window, dozens of cardinals, juncos, some bossy blue jays, a couple finches, and woodpeckers are feasting on and around the large log cabin feeder Daniel made for them this winter. For years, my husband Daniel has been brainstorming about building a large deluxe bird feeder. Thanks to his ambition, a couple months ago, it came to reality. Now singing their morni...

Bossy blue jays, buttery breadsticks “Mom’s Homemade Breadsticks.” It’s chilly; as a matter of fact, downright cold! Outside the office window, dozens of cardinals, juncos, some bossy blue jays, a couple finches, and woodpeckers are feasting on and around the large log cabin feeder Daniel made for them this winter. For years, my husband Daniel has been brainstorming about building a large deluxe bird feeder. Thanks to his ambition, a couple months ago it came to reality. Now singing th...

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A tunnel is the escape route north, steep hills to the south. Everything feels a long way away. We need a reason to leave town. My father thought anything south of the Bombay Hills was the South Island. His kāinga was Pakiri, north of Auckland, with its loose-metal roads and indolent river, its cowsheds and scorching beach. Now there are better roads but many more cars. I visit the cemetery at our marae just beyond Leigh: this is our ‘meeting-place past the end of the world’ where my fath...

>> my son went to public school. >> sean: even her campaign is admitting that is not true, telling fox news, "elizabeths daughter went to public school, her son went to public school until fifth grade." ""the federalist"" reports that warren sent her son to two different private schools, even her hometown newspaper has taken notice, boston herald columnist, the latest lie "part of a pattern," and lying about the cost of a massive economy killing socialist plan, middle-class taxes, lying about he...