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Duke Ghost Stories: Fact or Fiction
By Compiled by Ana Mate | October 22, 2003Transfer of Bodies to the Chapel.
Transfer of Bodies to the Chapel.
Growing up Jewish in the Northeast, I adhered to the traditional philosophy: When it comes to circular breakfast choices, make it a bagel.
Red light. The Kid hadn't stepped onto the court yet. She was too busy being composed on the sidelines, the pep band blaring and the opening night lights glaring but she... she was just quiet.
Landy Douglas may not seem like a typical debutante. She calls herself a tomboy, is a Project WILD participant and plays club soccer.
Though his tenure of less than two years at the Gardens is relatively short, Bloodworth can rattle off lists of the 800 species found in his garden alone and also share insight into the hard work...
Cameron Indoor Stadium is a humble basketball facility. It is euphemistically described as cozy, and--as with the United States' Senate chamber--its first-time visitors usually chortle that it is...
Kelly Rohrs' article "On Top of Mt. Olive?" strongly implies that migrant housing is adequate, just not so attractive aesthetically.
I want to be an inspiration to all and have a day named after me when I die. This is what I will say to you when you ask me what I plan to pursue after graduation.
Cape Town can hit you like a slug to the chest. .
Merriam-Webster's second definition of the word proposition is "an expression in language or signs of something that can be believed, doubted, or denied or is either true or false.
You are now a freshman. .
"I believe in the Church of Baseball. I've tried all the major religions, and most of the minor ones. I've worshiped Buddha, Allah, Brahma, Vishnu, Shiva, trees, mushrooms and Isadora Duncan.
Reading Greg Veis' article, "Desperate Leeches, Sentimentalists and Myrtle Beach (oh my!)," made me wonder about how much I will change during the next three years of my life at Duke.
On a rainy day in North Carolina, nothing outside is comfortable.
I would just like to say that I am very impressed with the new layout of Towerview.
The slightest sheets of sunlight wiggled their way in between the drawn window shades, offering our bloodshot eyes the first indication of the rising new day. It was 6:30 a.m.
People at Duke have been talking about pickles for a long time. Activists have chanted, "Don't eat pickles," while carrying signs featuring large crossed-out cucumbers.