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my Princeton days

my Princeton days

I had never bought a stuffed toy in my life. The practical woman my mother was, she taught us that you only buy things you absolutely need or that serve some sort of useful function. Stuffed toys fell into neither of those categories, so as […]

goin’ back to Nassau Hall

goin’ back to Nassau Hall

During my time in Princeton, I didn’t understand reunions. To me, it just meant that fences were erected in the most inconvenient places, and our beautiful campus was now rank with beer-soaked grass. The year I graduated, reunions was simply a long runway of parties […]