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FAIRFIELD-SUISUN, CALIFORNIA Op-Ed: I thought I’d escaped Germany’s dark history. The Capitol attack reminded me I was wrong [Los Angeles Times] When I came to America a quarter of a century ago, I was leaving behind history’s No. 1 villain. True, Germany had grappled with its crimes, belatedly, in the 1980s, by teaching the horrors of the Third Reich in high schools. But the burden of the past lingered on, and I was glad to escape from it. At least that’s what I thought I was doing, until a string of events that began with right-wing vigilantes waving Nazi flags in Charlottesville, ...

Print When I came to America a quarter of a century ago, I was leaving behind history’s No. 1 villain. True, Germany had grappled with its crimes, belatedly, in the 1980s, by teaching the horrors of the Third Reich in high schools. But the burden of the past lingered on, and I was glad to escape from it. At least that’s what I thought I was doing, until a string of events that began with right-wing vigilantes waving Nazi flags in Charlottesville, Va., and ended with an attack on the Capitol, all encouraged by a (German American) president at war with democracy.

Christie A. Jackson ’21 answers with no hesitation when I ask her what her favorite color is. “I love yellow,” she says, as she pinches the fabric of her turtleneck, pulling it toward the camera as proof. Even through a computer screen, Jackson exudes a positivity and confidence that can best be described as sunny. Jackson has been living off-campus in Cambridge since June. Before that, she spent several months in Detroit, Mich., her hometown, after leaving campus in March. When I ask how the pandemic affected her life at the time, she pauses. “That’s a complicated qu...

Iowa City, Iowa — Nina B. Elkadi It’s six a.m., and the elementary school gymnasium has come to life. The hum isn’t from school children. Classes, held in person in Iowa City this fall despite the pandemic, have been canceled for election day; instead, the murmur resonates from my fellow precinct election officials, all of whom sport thin, white hair. The average age of the poll workers, including me, is 83. When I introduce myself to my precinct chair, he reaches for a handshake. I offer up an elbow bump instead. “Ah, right! Elbow bump.” He smiles, maskless. “Go...