I heard recently through the grape-vine that this year’s Epicuria was a great success, replete with music, costumes and cheesepuffs. Thinking about that party—which I helped to throw more than a couple times—brings back great memories. It is part of what makes Bowdoin special—it’s the one time of year that the whole campus descends on a social house and it’s the only consistent party thrown by an athletic team.
It is a courageous act on the part of the rugby team, which puts its reputation and social well-being on the line for the sake of kicking the non-academic side of things off right for the whole school. It’s early enough in the year that everyone is energetic, the team’s seniors and juniors pull in a great group of upperclassmen, while underclassmen are generally eager to see what Bowdoin’s social life is all about. Everyone costumes up, which is great. Add in a DJ, a band and some cheese puffs, and you have a recipe for some plain and simple fun.
Bowdoin is a great school that is long on history but short on memory. This is one of the consequences of the disbanding of the fraternities in the early 2000s. As necessary as that event was for the school, it accidentally cut off Bowdoin’s de-facto source of social history—that is to say, the hazy memories of fraternity members.
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