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Parting Shot

Parting Shots 145 146
Parting Shot

Parting Shots 145 146

Parting Shots 145 146
Parting Shot

Parting Shots

The matriarchs of the 145th guard pass the torch.

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Parting Shot: The Unremarkable Remarkable

I hadn’t known it at the time, but that two-foot putt on the 18th green had marked one of the most special moments of my time at Harvard: It signified the end of my collegiate golf career.

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Parting Shot: The Losses That Matter

March 30, 2011, was a dreary day in Winston-Salem, N.C.—cold, gray, and wet—but that didn’t stop me from getting to BB&T Ballpark early. The Class-A Winston-Salem Dash were hosting the Chicago White Sox, and I was in desperate need of a distraction.

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Parting Shot: My Failure as a Varsity Athlete

​Immediately after our last college finals ended, while camping in the woods, my Senior Outdoor Reflection Trip [SORT] of 11 people sat around in a circle, each person reflecting on their time at Harvard. By the time it got to me, it was pouring rain and pitch-black outside, but still, everyone turned to listen to my deep, thoughtful ruminations on the last four years.

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Parting Shot: The Owen Room in Winthrop G

​Since I can remember I’ve argued with my friends about sports.

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Parting Shot: Seeking Journalism's Empty Spaces

​I’ve gotten used to the sounds of a newsroom. The clicking of a dozen keyboards and the quick, clipped footsteps of writers on deadlines. But this was, necessarily, quite different.

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The Beauty of FIFA

As I reflect on the last four years, I realize now that my greatest competitive battles at Harvard have come not at the MAC or in an Ec 10 lecture hall, but with my rear planted firmly on some species of futon and my hands wrapped around a small video remote.

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In Units of Character

I hope we remember to draw inspiration not only from the achievements of our role models and friends but also from the ways in which they have been thoughtful, empathetic community-builders.

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Fathomless Waters

Can I escape the tyranny of societal meaning and, as much as is possible, replace it with meaning that I create with others, out of passion, understanding, and love?

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I Wish I Knew How to Rumba

I could have struggled at something while impressing no one at all. I think we all could have benefited from that.

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Where I Learned

At a school known best for and, in large part ruled by, academics, the most enriching learning experiences of an undergraduate’s career can often come in a different place entirely.

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9:45 PM: Observations From Their First Night Out

They vanished back into the night, in search of a “real Harvard party,” or at least an alley in which to shotgun a beer or something.

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An Expression of Gratitude for the Imperfect Harvard Experience

I still remember how I spent the summer prior to Freshman Week, fixated on my own imaginings of a perfect Harvard, of everything I would do, experience, and accomplish during my time here.

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This One’s for My Grandmothers

Everyone should have, I think, at least one saddest-happiest day, because maybe the first part of growing up is accounting for the coexistence of opposite truths.

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