Social media is full of posts from those recently admitted to colleges’ early admissions programs. Smiles, proud parents and achievements justly-deserved. But, there’s a dark side to it all. Recently, someone told me about another suicide attempt at Harvard College. It’s an open secret that colleges’ mental health service offerings cannot keep up with demand.
I left with plenty of time for a breakfast meeting in Harvard Square. Traffic was really bad, more so than usual. The breakfast place was loaded with people. I then realized it was Harvard Commencement, with today being Class Day. Thankfully, I arrived with time to spare. I sat there and observed all the students
Over the years, I feel fortunate that I know many of my kids’ friends. With two now packing up to head out of the house, I have heard many conversations about visiting colleges, applying to them, and, finally, moving off to one. So, I follow the college “scene” as a result. To that end, I
I was at the gym a bit ago and exercising next to an older lady. For some reason, we really hit it off. I saw her a second time, and, again, we had a good chat. She shared how her husband, a partner at a law firm, had a heart attack at age 36. This
Two of our children have gone through college admissions. So, I want to share personal learnings that include great perspectives from so many people. I want to try and pay it forward. So: The goal of adolescence is separation. When I first heard this, I found it profound. And, years later, I find it to be
When Thanksgiving is incipient, there are familiar sights and sounds in our area: brightly-colored leaves swirling about, the whiff of fireplaces ablaze in the morning, and our oven is baking fruit crisps and pies. I also sometimes remember some great memories from college: the Harvard-Yale football game, hyperbolically known as The Game. It’s the one day