Christmas memories are personal, deep and important for me. My family’s New York Christmases with the strong, first generational, influence of Western Europe; Cajun Christmases with their peculiarities of place and culture, half French and half Canadian and only…
It is that season of the year, when the smell of turkey and Christmas tress is in the air. It is that time of year when finals occur. I really have never liked to think of final exams as final. …
In this season of thanksgiving and refreshment, of looking ahead and looking back, little is more central to our university than new ideas and new knowledge that build on the past and shape the future. Looking back and looking…
