Sifting & Winnowing
I was a better person for having known her.
Is my name in a database ... ?
A student reporter jumps at the chance to hear a published writer speak in person.
Good news and bad news
I never think about my time at Wisconsin without thinking about rowing.
A California girl finds paradise in Madison.
“We’ll get along a lot better if you don’t compliment me so much.”
The war had become part of our lives, since many of our friends had gone off to fight.
Like the Rio Grande to Texans or the Mississippi to those who live along its banks, the Bubbler is not just a drinking fountain.
There is a warm spot reserved in my heart for Buckingham U. “Bucky” Badger.
When I first came to the university in 1978, I had never lived away from home or in a big city. Everything was new to me.
We brought our whole selves to the table during those years, and we still do.
It was very hard to leave Madison, and in a sense I never have.
Studying at a world-class university proves to be a life-changing experience.
As with many eventful days, Monday, August 24, 1970, began in perfect normalcy.
The feeling has never worn off.
Lessons learned putting one foot in front of the other.
From Babcock Hall to Africa, a love of cheese yields friendship.
For two alumni, the Peace Corps provided lessons in sustainability.
Taking the long way to find love.
Writers made all the difference to a young man looking for a profession.