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.
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.
In Charlottesville’s intensifying housing market, some are turned to homelessness. Beneath a highway bridge, in the warm current of the Rivanna River, a photographer named Ryan introduced me to a couple and their dog, cooling off on a humid July day. Music pulsed from a Bluetooth speaker, and the couple — named Rabbit and Chris — talked and joked with one another, enjoying the otherwise quiet area. The silence was disturbed only by the whir of cars cruising dozens of feet above.
Honor turns 175. It was Monday morning, July 24, and hundreds of rising first-years huddled in Slaughter Recreation Center for Orientation. As Tab Enoch, Orientation and New Student Programs director, left the stage, she remarked that the next speaker resembled Bruno Mars. Honor Committee chair Devin Rossin took the podium.