In our first days at Princeton, every administrator and faculty member the Class of 2005 encountered told us we were special.
This is the first issue of the 2003 Managing Board of The Daily Princetonian. For the last 125 years, the members of each incoming board have changed the 'Prince' with their ideas.
Contrary to popular belief, the worst thing about being a grad student at Princeton is neither the self-imposed poverty nor the inadequate housing, nor even the 15-to-1 gender imbalance in the grad population.
I once encountered an amusing list of much needed but as yet unpublished books. My favorite was entitled "The Helping Hand Strikes Again," and I hope one day to appropriate it for an autobiographical essay dealing with my experiences with the healing arts.
Millstone bypass to connect primarily to Washington RoadThe graphic that appears with your Jan.
With this issue, the 2002 Managing Board of The Daily Princetonian completes its tenure at the helm of the 'Prince.' It has been a year of big stories, on campus and off ? the new financial aid package, the resignation of one president and the installation of another, terrorist attacks, war in Asia.
Cherish the New Balance 990Perhaps you have sat in a room on this very campus, looked down and noticed that everyone was wearing the exact same shoes.
So, dude, like the other night, I finally saw that Princeton math guy movie. Y'know, the one they were making right here, like, just last summer or something?
[In honor of the commencement of final exams, a treatise on the Mecca of Mental Cultivation, the Epicenter of Erudition, the Capital of Cramming: Firestone Library.]8:03 a.m.: Arrive at Firestone Library.
I am not writing this to criticize Katherine Reilly '05's Jan. 8 column nor to respond to it. She was evidently bothered enough by what she saw to write the column and with good reason, but I feel compelled to try and ease her strong reaction.Like Reilly, I recently traveled with my family over the Christmas holiday.
A highly volatile and dangerous situation is shaping up between India and Pakistan, centered around the perennial source of conflict, the Kashmir.
Between December and the New Year we amass presents, vacations, food, alcohol and just plain useless stuff.
Here we are again, another Reading Period ? another eight days when our world consists almost completely of researching papers, writing papers and talking about how many papers we have to write.
A Western-style solution for wildlife managementI find your deer situation almost laughable, except for the fact that nature is suffering once again at the hands of human stupidity.
My grandmother used to say, "When it snows it pours." Then we would call her a Crazy Old Biddy, and she would cry.
Not to sound pompous, but stellar scholarship, astonishing athletics and pleasant performances pervade a place like Princeton.
Flying during the holidays has always been a trial: lost baggage, long delays, expensive tickets and crowded airplanes.
Flying broomsticks. Talking hats. Magical wands. Sounds like a child's magical wonderland. And it is.
It's been three months since Sept. 11, and things seem nearly back to normal. The nation has largely stopped following the war in Afghanistan ? the Taliban have obligingly conceded to American bombing and the ground assault of the northern alliance; Osama bin Laden has been driven deeper into his cave network, apparently surrounded by U.S.
"To those who scare peace-loving people with phantoms of lost liberty, my message is this: Your tactics only aid terrorists ? for they erode our national unity and diminish our resolve."? John Ashcroft, Testifying before the Senate Judiciary Committee, Dec.
