the season for deer
ADAM URENECK, STAFF WRITER
most Bowdoin students, November in Maine represents leafless trees,
cold drizzle, and approaching finals. To Mainers, it means deer
season. Annually, hunters polish off their rifles and put on blaze
orange to search for a big buck.
In 1998, 209,992 hunters went into the great
Maine woods. Nearly two hundred and ten thousand armed citizens
left their homes to search for a deer. A common question often asked
is, "Aren't the woods a war zone? Why aren't people shot?"
the Pines, Part 10 (Two Years Beneath the Pines: Timely Invitations)
LUDWIG RANG, ALUMNUS CONTRIBUTOR
was passing so quickly, it felt like I'd already been in America
six months, though in reality it was only three.
Homecoming weekend had come and gone, along
with my first blind date, followed by Thanksgiving, spent with my
friend Simon from the boat and his family in Philadelphia.
The best thing about Homecoming had been
the Big Game. I forget whom our side played--whether Colby or Bates,
Amherst or Williams--or if Bowdoin won. But if we did, I'm sure
it was my roommate Harvey who scored the winning touchdown or kick.
Otis Howard, Part 10: Out West
KID WONGSRICHANALAI , STAFF WRITER
the Battle of Gettysburg in early July 1863, the Confederate Army
of Northern Virginia retreated south towards the Potomac River and
the safety of the Virginian shore. Union General George G. Meade's
Army of the Potomac slowly followed, but instead of bringing on
another engagement that could have ended the war then and there,
Meade let Lee escape.
to address "scary" questions