I shouldn’t have grown so attached to it, and now it’s slipping away. It used to smell musty after a long, hot summer. The rooms stood in semi-darkness from poor lighting, but it hid the torn and dented wallpaper quite well. Furniture cluttered the upstairs, and the kitchen cabinets overflowed with dishes left behind by...
Last semester before the first day of classes, a bunch of upperclassmen living in Galloway Residence stole a group of freshmen’s pillows and hid them in Olds Residence. This playful pillow heist sparked a war that has since escalated. This semester, freshmen Caleb Ramette and Philip Andrews, two of the original prankees, planned a reprisal....
Some say college goes by too fast. For Stephen Sterkenburg, it feels like a decade. The 27-year-old from Grand Rapids, Michigan arrived at Hillsdale in the fall of 2009, but he never thought 10 years later he’d still be working toward his bachelor’s degree in economics. His parents had been receiving Imprimis since before he...
A distinct cheesy odor hung in the air of the state-of-the-art Searle Center kitchens. The range hoods roared. Stainless steel countertops reflected Italian staples: infused olive oils, roasted garlic, Parmesan Reggiano cheese, the fixings for dough. Nine students learned how to cook simple Italian street food from scratch using just a few, fresh ingredients...
Looking at a yearbook, Judy Knapp can pick out many of her mom’s classmates; she remembers them from a decades-long “round-robin” chain letter that her mother’s friend Martha Kuehn orchestrated for six members of Hillsdale’s classes of 1937 and 1938. Now, as the last living member of the correspondence, Kuehn sends Knapp postcards to stay...