(Re)visiting Princeton

The whistle sounded behind me as I retraced my steps from the train station to Whitman College, lost in memories of a magical weekend. For two days, my younger sister, Angelina, had stayed with me on campus. That weekend, there was no such thing as homework—the only item on my agenda was to have fun with my best…

You May Say I’m a Dreamer

For the past three years, I’ve kept the same slip of paper pinned to the bulletin board in my dorm room. It reads: “I think guitar groups are becoming passé.” – Record Company Executive in his 1962 rejection letter, one of many sent to the unsigned Liverpool-based band known as The Beatles.  In 1963, The Beatles…

Winter Break

To an onlooker, it must have looked like I was auditioning for a Life Alert commercial—“Help! I’ve fallen and I can’t get up.” With a sickening crack, my right foot twisted beneath me, sending me tumbling to my dorm room floor. Curling up in pain, I played the sound over and over in my mind,…