An Ode to Hanover Fall
Recently, I have been reminded of what it means to be a member of the Dartmouth community. In the Summer, a group of dual degree engineering students from other universities joined Dartmouth for their first time as juniors. Since then, I have gotten to know several of them and see them learn how to do college for a second time in a new environment. Their newfound joy sparked memories I have with learning Dartmouth lingo and buildings for the first time. With new first year students on campus, this feeling has grown exponentially.
This last week is one of my favorite weeks I have had at college. Since I am heavily involved with interacting with the new band members who are '27s (first years! Dartmouth uses class year to denote grade and alumni graduation year). They have reminded me of the awe and wonder of exploring the Upper Valley for the first time. It is the little things that remind me why I love Dartmouth. Specifically, I enjoyed sharing the fall activities and traditions that I hold close to my heart that bleeds green. One of my favorite things was seeing them become friends in their joyous first weekend while berry picking.