City of Stories

The bookstores of Charlottesville and their untold stories. What is Charlottesville known for? Ask anyone who doesn’t live in the city, or at least who doesn’t live in Virginia, and they’ll probably respond, “It’s the place where those white nationalist rallies happened.”

Reemerging from Rehab

One student’s all-too-familiar struggle for sobriety. Meet John: a former boarding school valedictorian who graduated cum laude with a 4.0 GPA. He was president of his senior class, captain of both the soccer and crew teams and wanted to row at an Ivy League in college. When his plans to row fell through, he decided to study at the University of Virginia — a ‘Public Ivy,’ as they say. He was on top of it all: smart, social, successful and heading to a great school. Some would say he was the perfect student.

Sampson versus Bennett

Different era, same values. Former Virginia men’s basketball legend Ralph Sampson once said, “When you leave a footprint — if it’s your shoe size, if it’s writing your name on the wall or meeting someone and changing their life — you leave your footprint somehow on what you do.”

Dean Groves’ commitment to U.Va. and loved ones — one day at a time

“I have tried to live my life with honesty, with integrity…I have never shied away from who I am.” – Dean Groves. Dean of Students Allen Groves has always believed in free speech. But when a group of white nationalists marched with through Grounds with torches and yelled anti-Semitic chants on the evening of Aug. 11, his belief in the right of free speech collided with his job as dean.

Walking past Carr’s Hill

The life of former U.Va. president John Casteen III. From the round table in the corner of his third floor Alderman office, President Emeritus John Casteen III was finishing typing an email. Bookshelves built into the wall behind him and around the room were lined with perfectly-arranged books — part of a roughly 200 year-old family collection.

The American Cousin

Finding a comfortable space as a second generation student. I’ve known Akash Raje for three years. We lived in the same first year dorm at the University of Virginia. For at least the first few weeks of school, we were part of the same sparse collective of nervous 18 year olds, bound only by our mutual fear of eating alone.