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On Tuesday, November 7, rain or shine, Bowdoin Votes will spend 13 hours running shuttles from Moulton Circle to Brunswick Junior High School to help Bowdoin students cast their votes.
For years, individual students attempted to get their friends, teammates …
As a senior in high school, Georgi Fischer wrote a letter to the editor of her local newspaper about how climate change had damaged the environment she trained in as a cross country skier. As she hopped over patches of …
While to students Bowdoin may feel like the epicenter of life in Brunswick, the town’s legacy was framed by the last housing boom, created in response to the Naval Air Station built after World War II. With the base’s …
The first thing I remember hearing about the LGBTQ+ community at Bowdoin during my first-year orientation is that it is small. During a heart-to-heart talk with a gay-identifying senior, I was advised not to expect to have many friends who …
Bodies of water are some of my favorite places on the planet. Here in Brunswick, I love watching the Androscoggin River change throughout the year, from near stillness on fall mornings to raging rapids of snow melt in the spring. …
The leaves may be changing, but this column is here to stay! Welcome back from fall break. In case you’re new here, this is how the advice column with a twist works: All questions are anonymously sent in using the …
Each year, Bowdoin builds vibrant community among LGBTQ+ students and staff with “OUTober,” the annual celebration of LGBTQ+ History Month on campus. Through a series of events including trivia nights, hikes and several guest lecturers, the Sexuality, Women and Gender …
Brunswick’s old firehouse, built in 1919, is one of the few remaining historically significant buildings in town. After the site fell into disrepair, the fire department moved into a newly constructed fire station earlier this year on Pleasant Street, leaving …
Last New Year’s Eve, my friend asked if I felt an unchanging “core identity” within myself. I said no, but she felt such a core. So why didn’t I?
I pondered her question as I flipped through activities and tried …
Have you ever been walking home from a late night in H-L in the rain, staring ahead with squinted eyes to navigate the dark path before you, only to feel your foot splash into a few-inch puddle, dousing the cuffs …
