Maia R. Silber

Wedding Bells Class of 2017

Here from six members of the Class of 2017 who are married or engaged to be married soon.

My Grandmother's Books

“So,” she would say, “what are you reading now?”

Mark J. Arildsen

You've never met a master of puns like Mark Arildsen.

The Passing of the FM Torch

CORDELIA F. MENDEZ ’16 , Chair I’m not going to say Cordelia F. Mendez ’16 could run the world, but I’m confident that she could at least run the country. That’s because Cordelia is easily one of the most competent people you will ever meet. And if you haven’t met her yet, then you should, because she is as smiley and friendly as she is capable.

The Cave Man

The cheese on display makes up only a small fraction of Formaggio's stock. The rest is stored in a temperature -and humidity-controlled cellar beneath the shop.

There's an Agency for That

Harvard Student Agencies is unique among student organizations. Employing more than 585 students, including about 40 student managers, and taking advantage of a special relationship with administrators, it services nearly all of Harvard while providing students with real-world business experience and a springboard for future careers.

Five Months Later: A Visit to the Renovated Harvard Art Museums

Nearly five months after the opening of the renovated Harvard Art Museums, Chief Curator Deborah Kao and Director of the Division of Academic and Public Programming Jessica Martinez are thinking about light and sound.

Spring Break Postcard: Met-Cute

Perhaps If I had grown up in Michigan I would have fallen in love with the New York City skyline, the tops of buildings glimpsed in small square segments from a plane. But I lived commuting-distance from Manhattan, in a suburb where the stone walls of colonial pastures lined the road to the train station. And so I met the city from the ground up: the smooth blue of the Hudson to the raised tracks over Harlem, only then to the skyscrapers in the distance.

Weather

In January, my skin turns to snow. I leave my dorm in the morning, hair shower-wet, mousse-sprayed to my neck, snowflakes crystallized in my curls. I wear black tights and salt stains bloom on my thighs; I wear black boots and white lines cross my ankles in waves. The spaces between my fingers grow cold.

The Dropouts

With supportive faculty, programs like the Thiel Fellowship, and an accommodating return policy, students at Harvard considering dropping out have few reasons not to do so. While entrepreneurial and artistic opportunities are often time-sensitive, Harvard, these students believe, can wait.

Frances Silber

Maia R. Silber and her grandmother Frances Silber.

Fall weather invites students to read on the steps of Widener, professors to hold office hours at outdoor cafés, and tourists to gawk at us all while doing so. #HarvardinAutumn

The spookiest thing about this pumpkin is the funky smell it gives off when left in your entryway in December. #HarvardinAutumn

Ah, a seasonal mix of mud, dead leaves, plastic bag, and is that—yes, it is!—a soy sauce packet from Lamont Café! #HarvardinAutumn

And so the pilgrims and the Indians shared the traditional fall drink of the Pumpkin-Spiced Latté, the remnants of which would be left on Mass Ave for all posterity. #HarvadinAutumn

Withered leaf? Shriveled cockroach? Used and extremely ugly condom? You decide. #HarvardinAutumn

Oh, the vibrant palette of fall colors: brown, brown and grayish brown. #HarvardinAutumn

The soft lighting of a fall sunset transforms Annenberg into a majestic castle, Mass Hall into a quaint colonial, and Canaday into… nope, it’s still Canaday. #HarvardinAutumn

#Harvardinautumn: The Reality

The #Harvardinautumn social media campaign has produced a plethora of posts containing vibrant foliage, dusky evenings, and preppy fleeces. It's produced such an idyllic picture of the fall season you can almost smell the pumpkin-spiced latte. But fall at Harvard can also be pretty darn ugly. For the sake of creating a more honest portrait, we’ve rounded up a few images of the true #Harvardinautumn.

Level of Enthusiasm about Parents Weekend over Time