tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29860265090857043982024-03-19T09:35:07.248-07:00Sarah LigonSarah Ligonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593691865580998290noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2986026509085704398.post-61460181775703848312021-08-30T04:55:00.003-07:002021-08-30T04:57:16.887-07:00The Pandemic Diaries<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6QtQMALY_1Q127Zv8dabdkGgpdUtmtI5fi3DkGCYqhNM0oS4GvgjM4KAmvsiToeuEJpjCSWc1Yv9aHsJaW79lvC73ifmqe6nvy5uE_YPGMMGNyXHMbcXJAQhOr_G0u9QWvIoDzJKSpaXd/s1256/PandemicDiaries1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="740" data-original-width="1256" height="378" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6QtQMALY_1Q127Zv8dabdkGgpdUtmtI5fi3DkGCYqhNM0oS4GvgjM4KAmvsiToeuEJpjCSWc1Yv9aHsJaW79lvC73ifmqe6nvy5uE_YPGMMGNyXHMbcXJAQhOr_G0u9QWvIoDzJKSpaXd/w640-h378/PandemicDiaries1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><h1 style="text-align: left;">The Pandemic Diaries<br /><i>Wellesley</i> <br />Summer 2021</h1><p></p><p>The past year has been extraordinary. The COVID-19 pandemic has utterly recast all our lives—how we work and learn, play and pray—and it has been going on so long now that in the United States it has begun to feel, if not normal, at least “ordinary.”</p><p>“We love, we hate, we covet, all in privacy and solitude,” Daniel Defoe wrote, of the alienation that stems from isolation, in his novel/memoir of the London Plague of 1665. One way humans have tried to fill that solitude is through personal journals. Many of us found ourselves in the early days of lockdown searching for solace in the great literature of pandemics. Sales of Defoe’s <i>A Journal of the Plague Year</i> and Albert Camus’ <i>The Plague</i> (another novel in the style of a diary) soared, as have recent novels that chronicle pandemics, including Emily St. John Mandel’s <i>Station Eleven</i> and <i>Severance</i> by Ling Ma. Some of us began keeping diaries, or, if we were already diarists, we began keeping them religiously.</p><p>For Wellesley anthropology professor Anastasia Karakasidou, the personal journal is an important tool both for people trying to make sense of their place in the world and for the academic trying to make sense of a society at a particular moment in history. For nearly 20 years, Karakasidou has made use of journals as part of her teaching and research into the cultures of cancer, drawing participants from Wellesley, China, and her native Greece.</p><p>So when the pandemic hit, she knew instantly what she must do. “I felt the best way for me to deal with this is to teach a class on pandemics,” she says. “The students are the greatest resources I have in my life right now to make sense of the virus.” </p><p><a href="https://magazine.wellesley.edu/summer-2021/the-pandemic-diaries" target="_blank">[Read more ...]</a></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga64hbUqLuDLGQTV0LIUjA2GFevMWvjY4f3NrhBLTAqozf-kpo-p5lXUb-oDlld-7pjyAhx2bjRsuBiWIjJ3E-XZIQTUQFfiNLxKxKUmCm0XqrmU4EEW5MDFfUJQPlNn90NZjoKGFA3RNP/s1216/PandemicDiaries2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="721" data-original-width="1216" height="380" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga64hbUqLuDLGQTV0LIUjA2GFevMWvjY4f3NrhBLTAqozf-kpo-p5lXUb-oDlld-7pjyAhx2bjRsuBiWIjJ3E-XZIQTUQFfiNLxKxKUmCm0XqrmU4EEW5MDFfUJQPlNn90NZjoKGFA3RNP/w640-h380/PandemicDiaries2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt-Odmjf104j08m2JQvuV1K1KMHVcwNOxQubkThgD9Uw9SuTTDpOg95IMl3BRQw5tMjp5dG8Hr0tidIQCSsd1qrl3hstaMmhpFgvHQ2BVlptZvJB4fvMn5-3D1ZllMPMEXudpZmMagx2LE/s1092/PandemicDiaries3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="644" data-original-width="1092" height="378" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt-Odmjf104j08m2JQvuV1K1KMHVcwNOxQubkThgD9Uw9SuTTDpOg95IMl3BRQw5tMjp5dG8Hr0tidIQCSsd1qrl3hstaMmhpFgvHQ2BVlptZvJB4fvMn5-3D1ZllMPMEXudpZmMagx2LE/w640-h378/PandemicDiaries3.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Sarah Ligonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593691865580998290noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2986026509085704398.post-51627447127443615552020-08-18T15:17:00.000-07:002020-08-18T15:17:26.397-07:00Companion Gardening<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2J-3p_iMDlNlIRxTcu9or58sTvAaGzjnX4LJ05YoHO-AjmkX-aOwG1H2DutGcNnmakIrkrDOhFV3V7MusnTn8ZZSiPasp8W5lBluN5jBwTbJXc0d34b9izLINQFC_FavJHive7xsblufc/s716/CompanionGardening1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="716" data-original-width="594" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2J-3p_iMDlNlIRxTcu9or58sTvAaGzjnX4LJ05YoHO-AjmkX-aOwG1H2DutGcNnmakIrkrDOhFV3V7MusnTn8ZZSiPasp8W5lBluN5jBwTbJXc0d34b9izLINQFC_FavJHive7xsblufc/s640/CompanionGardening1.png" /></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi89eKwdM7KNKRWl05Z2JbcMt7P92-ThBFFV47wlp9iFfIDI8R98K4tB96P_Yqsz-D7b9g4xwfYm-HHsarvmflOk4A5NIWVdK8EFeVwsIZSeuyw6-2aL4CqkyT6EgHNJoMslU0UVCIN5Fya/s1134/CompanionGardening2-3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br /></a></div><h1 style="text-align: left;">Companion Gardening</h1><h1 style="text-align: left;">Invitation Oxford</h1><h1 style="text-align: left;">August 2020 <br /></h1><p>Tucked behind the Old Armory Pavilion, in what was once a little-used baseball field, the Oxford Community Garden has grown over the past decade from a scratchy patch of compacted red soil and Bermuda grass into a half acre of lush flowers, vegetables and fruiting shrubs, thanks to the work of dedicated volunteer gardeners.</p><p style="text-align: left;">On a recent spring day — before the COVID-19 pandemic changed the nature of social gatherings — the garden was bustling with people during its monthly work day. New gardeners were being assigned plots. The old hands weeded a dense row of communal blueberry bushes. Meanwhile, garden member Andrew Gordon sat beneath a honeysuckle arbor plucking a harp for the workers’ enjoyment.<br /><br />This is a far cry from the garden’s earliest days. The seeds of the idea to start a garden anyone in the community could join began with Oxford resident Susie Adams. On a trip to Finland for work, Adams saw her first community garden. <br /><br />“People had their chairs out there and their kids out there and they were hanging out and they had art in the garden,” Adams said. “It seemed like such a neat community place. I thought, ‘We have to do this in Oxford!’”</p><p style="text-align: left;">[<a href="http://www.invitationoxford.com/post/companion-gardening" target="_blank">Read more...</a>]</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhATmR9J-nJDr_tvZCJT0pqmTd-LLMlYANOqwGeYMOyUC9uncbCE1GWXWPrTFxPqZVHRe-aTBTjekp-u1-Vo5Dn9256Z1BPmRJxl5l_voWisLMiKN9PrbrtKWOamXp4aCh0Umz-1hRRUTHK/s1134/CompanionGardening2-3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="684" data-original-width="1134" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhATmR9J-nJDr_tvZCJT0pqmTd-LLMlYANOqwGeYMOyUC9uncbCE1GWXWPrTFxPqZVHRe-aTBTjekp-u1-Vo5Dn9256Z1BPmRJxl5l_voWisLMiKN9PrbrtKWOamXp4aCh0Umz-1hRRUTHK/s640/CompanionGardening2-3.png" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgDXWyxesL8j_-JXcWl6OpgMsBC4nZX7MdR-nyUUamgDDoaaQzZAgZa-N89HDMX8bzSzsbVcX-74qIu4QDK-ZrWBl9D9di8H8_Kiq6rbmK-UKrKhqdWfMTCLZGFpovtY4rg35MKFzoMwe5/s1134/CompanionGardening4-5.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="686" data-original-width="1134" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgDXWyxesL8j_-JXcWl6OpgMsBC4nZX7MdR-nyUUamgDDoaaQzZAgZa-N89HDMX8bzSzsbVcX-74qIu4QDK-ZrWBl9D9di8H8_Kiq6rbmK-UKrKhqdWfMTCLZGFpovtY4rg35MKFzoMwe5/s640/CompanionGardening4-5.png" width="640" /></a></div><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p></p>Sarah Ligonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593691865580998290noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2986026509085704398.post-14997453207935140372019-01-10T08:20:00.000-08:002019-07-10T08:21:48.800-07:00Home School<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Home School<br />Wellesley Magazine<br />Fall 2018</h2>
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On a recent morning, I walked into my living room at 9 a.m. as I always do, ready to start the day, only to find that my three children had already started “school” without me. My oldest child, a 9-year-old boy, had dragged a small chalkboard easel up from the basement and was demonstrating simple addition and multiplication problems to his 6-year-old brother and 4-year-old sister, who sat on little chairs behind a child-sized table. I sat down on the couch, dumbfounded.<br />
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Although I have homeschooled my children for the past three years, this scene bears little resemblance to how I teach. My method, insofar as there is one, is more open-ended—learning as a natural part of life, not the study of clearly delineated subjects. Aside from the birdsong streaming in from our open front door and a cat walking on dirty paws across the table where my younger children sat, this scene looked a lot like a traditional classroom.<br />
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On the Re-launch Pad<br />Wellesley<br />Summer 2016</h2>
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Re-entering the workforce after time away can be daunting, but many alumnae have found that with some honest self-assessment, networking, and the willingness to take some risks, it’s possible to wind up on a better career path than before their break.</h3>
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In the years after she graduated from Wellesley, Danya Underwood Rivlin ’99 put her professional life on hold to be home with her children. But after seven years as a stay-at-home mom, she was ready to return to the workplace and began interviewing. Last November, having been passed over for a couple of jobs for which she was well-qualified, Rivlin wrote a self-described “cry for help” on a popular alumnae Facebook group. “Can I still have a rewarding professional life ahead of me?” she asked. “Where do I start?”<br />
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Rivlin was in good company. She was one of the more than 2 million American women between the ages of 24 and 54 who the United States Department of Labor says are unemployed and looking for work.<br />
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Of the dozens of alumnae interviewed for this story, many chose to take time off to care for a child or a sick parent. For others, it was a necessity driven by the high costs of child care or the inflexibility of the work world around the responsibilities of family life. It was a conflicted decision for many, who spoke of their alma mater’s emphasis on women’s professional success and the pull of the College’s motto to minister to a wider community. And whether they saw their time off as a luxury or a necessity, all of them acknowledged it as a privilege not shared by most working women. For Rivlin, even the term “time off” is a misnomer. “Time off from what?” she asks. “I feel like I’ve worked harder in the last seven years than I’ve ever worked in all the rest of my life combined.”<br />
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Whatever their feelings about their career breaks, at some point they all wanted to return to work. The statistics, however, can be discouraging. The Center for Talent Innovation, founded by Sylvia Ann Hewlett, an economist and author of the book <i>Off-Ramps and On-Ramps</i>, surveyed thousands of “highly qualified women” in 2004 and again in 2009, after the economic downturn. The latter survey found that 89 percent of respondents said they wanted to return to work, but only 73 percent of them succeeded, and only 40 percent found full-time jobs. A CNN headline in 2013 put the case more bluntly: “Moms ‘opting in’ to work find doors shut.”<br />
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Of course, re-entering the labor force is not an issue only for mothers—or even only for women. In today’s economy, career breaks of any sort can seem insurmountable. But just as Wellesley alumnae have earned a reputation for being successful at launching careers, they have proved no less successful at relaunching them.<br />
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Native Son Farm Food Blog<br />www.nativesonfarm.com<br />April 2016-present</h3>
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Since April of 2016, I have written, photographed, and produced a food blog for Native Son Farm, a certified naturally grown vegetable farm in Tupelo, Mississippi. This is a project near and dear to my heart because I love food—and photographing food—and am passionate about supporting sustainable local agriculture. Native Son Farm is real asset to north Mississippi, where fresh, locally grown, pesticide-free produce options are scarce. But I am also particularly proud of this project because it was an idea I pitched and built from the ground up, and it has really taken off.<br />
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In the blog's three farm seasons, I have shepherded it through a redesign and help grow readership into the thousands. It serves as a clearinghouse for information about the farm's community-supported agriculture (CSA) program as well as a way for CSA members to share their favorite tips and recipes. I have also solicited, edited, and produced several guests posts from area members, chefs, and restauranteurs. My fourth season as editor of this blog begins tomorrow, and I am really excited about where this blog is going, as well as some bigger longer-term projects I have planned with Native Son Farm. Here is a sample of recent posts:<br />
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<br />Sarah Ligonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593691865580998290noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2986026509085704398.post-16347037016664215062015-06-15T12:31:00.000-07:002016-10-06T12:26:15.363-07:00Beer Nuts<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Beer Nuts<br /><i>Hendrix</i> magazine<br />Spring 2015</h2>
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Meet the growing number of alumni who are tapping into the craft beer movement</h4>
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The first thing I notice about Lost Forty Brewing is its size. Although technically a microbrewery, everything about the operation is big. Towering over its entrance, in a former warehouse district just east of Little Rock’s River Market, is an enormous grain silo that holds the 48,000 pounds of malt that will be used to produce some 3,000 barrels of beer this year. The day it opened last December, Lost Forty because one of the biggest breweries in the state and one of the most talked-about dining venues in the city.<br />
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Although new to brewing, co-owner John Beachboard ’01 has been a big name in central Arkansas food and business circles for years. He and partners Scott McGehee and Russ McDonough would seem to have a Midas touch, having rolled out one hit restaurant after another: ZaZa in 2008, Big Orange in 2011, followed by Local Lime in 2012. Now the trio, who joined with businessman and “serial entrepreneur” Albert Braunfisch ’86 on this venture, are making a big splash on Arkansas’s burgeoning brew scene.<br />
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But Beachboard and Braunfisch are just the latest among a growing number of Hendrix College grads who are ridding the tidal wave of craft beer that is washing over the state: including Evan McDonald ’03 in Fayetteville, and Ian Beard ’02, Patrick Cowan ’03, and Ida Mehdizadegan Cowan ’05 in Little Rock. So what’s causing all this brew-ha-ha?<br />
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<br />Sarah Ligonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593691865580998290noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2986026509085704398.post-72111333424170524852015-06-01T12:31:00.000-07:002016-09-29T13:32:26.508-07:00The Expert: What I Know About ... Body Odour<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The Expert: What I Know About … Body Odour<br /><i>Avenue Edmonton</i><br />June 2015</h2>
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<b>Who:</b> Rachel McQueen<br />
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<b>Age:</b> 40<br />
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<b>Job:</b> Assistant Professor of Textiles Science at the University of Alberta<br />
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<b>Experience:</b> Rachel McQueen grew up on the South Island in New Zealand, where her father ranched about 1,500 Perendale sheep on 300 acres of land, which may explain her love of wool. As an undergrad at the University of Otago, she got turned on to textiles science. “What I liked about clothing was the science, but also the social aspects as well.”<br />
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In 2007, she moved to Edmonton to take up her current position as a professor in the Department of Human Ecology at the University of Alberta, one of the only university in Canada with such a program. In addition to teaching, she studies the retention of odor in textiles—“Why does this T-shirt stink and the other not?” is a question she often finds herself asking—and works with several manufacturers of sports apparel.<br />
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Her research involves a lot of “wear trials,” where volunteers sniff the sweaty underarms of other people’s clothing, and her findings on stinky garments have generated interest, from <i>Scientific American</i> to <i>Cosmopolitan</i>.<br />
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A New Swamp Fire<br /><i>The Oxford American</i><br />March 15, 2015</h2>
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Since their inception more than a decade ago as a band of teenage musical wunderkinds, Feufollet has been leading a revival in Cajun music and bringing the traditional tunes of Acadiana to a wider audience. Their last album, <i>En Coulouers</i> (2010), earned a Grammy nomination and a nod from Elvis Costello, who called it “the most beautifully melodic album I’ve heard all year.”<br />
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In the years since, the members of Feufollet—which means “swamp fire”—have been pursuing diverse musical careers and retooling the band after the departure of former lead singer Anna Laura Edmiston, who ran off to join the circus, literally. (Edmiston left the group under amicable terms in 2012 to tour with <i>Cavalia: Odysseo</i>, a theatrical circus created by one of the founders of Cirque du Soleil.)<br />
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Next week, Feufollet will release <i>Two Universes</i>, their first album in five years. The album debuts vocalist and fiddler Kelli Jones-Savoy, as well as a strikingly different sound: less accordion and more honky-tonk. It signals a radical departure from the Cajun music tradition on which Feufollet built their identity and is the first of their albums not sung entirely in French. Although Jones-Savoy displays a brilliant bilingualism, her roots are in the old-time music of North Carolina, and this translates into her songwriting.<br />
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And Two Universes is a showcase for songwriting. Feufollet’s earlier albums relied heavily on the band’s arrangements of traditional Louisiana tunes, while this album features their own songs almost exclusively. For those of us who have enjoyed their music without ever comprehending a word of the French, it is a pleasure to finally be able to appreciate their talents as lyricists, as in the duet “Red Light,” where Jones-Savoy and Feufollet co-founder and frontman Chris Stafford trade off harmony and opposing viewpoints:<br />
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I saw an end, but you saw a start<br />I declared it over, thought I had played it smart<br />But you built a castle from all that fell apart<br />I saw an end, but you saw a start</blockquote>
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I was curious about the story behind this new project, so last month I spoke by phone with Jones-Savoy and Stafford. I caught them at Stafford’s music studio in Lafayette, getting ready for a spring tour.<br />
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The Ingredient: Rum<br /><i>Avenue Edmonton</i><br />January 2015</h2>
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Rum is experiencing a spike in popularity, not just in the glass but on the plate as well. But whether you sip it, marinate your chicken with it or bake it in a cake, there is so much more to this liquor than tiki drinks and pirates.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Autumn 2014</span></h2>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal;">The Wellesley network went into high gear when it moved onto Facebook. On “community,” alumnae dole out advice, provide support through crises, and form lasting bonds. And then there are the stories that are the stuff of legend. </span></h3>
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Alice Kunce ’05 had never been so scared. Her younger sister lay in a hospital bed with the deathly pallor of a wax figure. Ellen, then 21, had been born with a malformed heart and had undergone numerous surgeries, including the installation of a mechanical valve when she was 10. Because of her sister’s condition, Kunce and her family were no strangers to hospitals. But this time was different because the doctors didn’t have a plan. <br />
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A bacterial infection had sent Ellen to the Children’s Hospital of Philadelphia with sudden congestive heart failure. In such cases, antibiotics would typically kill the infection, but Ellen had proved allergic to the standard class of medicines. The physicians said that if left untreated, the infection would slowly kill her.<br />
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Ellen’s doctor, a young, bleary-eyed resident, had given her the hospital’s last dose of streptomycin, an older antibiotic normally used to treat tuberculosis in the developing world, and it seemed to be working. However, as the doctor informed Kunce and her family, he was unable to get any more.<br />
“What do you mean you can’t get any more?” screeched Kunce. “This is one of the top cardiac-care facilities in the world.”<br />
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“I mean, this drug is not available,” the doctor told her. “We don’t have it. We can’t get it. You can even put it on Facebook, but this medicine does not exist.”<br />
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But “put it on Facebook” is just what Kunce did. On the group called Community for Wellesley Alums in Withdrawal, which had been started a few months before, Kunce posted a message that began: “***Who has drug connections??***” After explaining her sister’s situation, she closed, “I am reaching out and activating the Wellesley Network!! Please, crosspost as necessary!!! Streptomycin. 1 gram per vial. 1 vial per day.”<br />
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Then she went to sleep.<br />
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Who: Graham Pearson<br />
Age: 48<br />
Job: Geologist<br />
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Experience: He has been chased by polar bears in the Northwest Territories, ostriches in South Africa and a nine-foot-long cobra in Namibia — all while in pursuit of diamonds. As the Canada Excellence Research Chair in Arctic Resources at the University of Alberta, he routinely travels the world gathering samples from deep inside the earth’s crust that tell him how diamonds form, where they come from and how old they are.<br />
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<br />Sarah Ligonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593691865580998290noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2986026509085704398.post-77152624823927776342014-04-15T06:00:00.000-07:002014-12-09T08:14:07.774-08:00Perfect Vision<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 20.7999992370605px;">Sitting in Larry Louie and Joanna Wong’s sleek living room in Rossdale — carefully curated with their collection of fine art, photographs and artifacts collected on their travels — you might feel you were sitting in the lobby of an international boutique hotel.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"><span style="line-height: 20.7999992370605px;">But that’s just what these consummate globetrotters were looking for in a home. In addition to being an optometrist, Louie is an award-winning documentary photographer and, over the years, his work has taken the couple to places like Nepal, Tibet, Jordan, Mali and Indonesia, just to name a few.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"><span style="line-height: 20.7999992370605px;">“The minimalist look, simple lines — that’s what inspired us to create a more modern-looking house,” explains Louie.</span></span></div>
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<b>The Grand Experiment</b><br />
<i>Wellesley</i><br />
Winter 2014<br />
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<i>Can what’s special about Wellesley classes be translated into digital courses for thousands?</i><br />
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Last September, for the first time in 10 years, I enrolled in a Wellesley class. But instead of walking across the leaf-strewn green and through the doors of Pendleton East, I logged on to Anthropology 207x from my home computer, while balancing a baby in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other.<br />
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For the next several months, my newborn daughter and I, and roughly 19,250 other people around the world, participated in the College’s grand experiment in online education. In the past two years, higher education has been shaken to its core, and those vibrations have been felt even in the hallowed halls of Wellesley College. And it’s all because of a little four-letter word: MOOC (rhymes with “spook”).<br />
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<b>The New Evolution of Dinosaurs</b><br />
<i>New Trail</i><br />
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<i>Work by researchers based at the U of A has challenged many basic assumptions about dinosaurs while greatly expanding the number of known species</i><br />
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On an afternoon in May, drivers zip down Anthony Henday Drive in Edmonton and children race home from school, all unaware that, in a wooded creek bed just a few hundred metres away, U of A paleontologists and about a dozen students are busy unearthing treasures buried nearly 73 million years ago.<br />
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This site, just a few minutes’ drive from campus and not far from the Century Park LRT station, is one of the university’s best-kept secrets: a graveyard containing the remains of at least a dozen dinosaurs.<br />
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<b><br class="Apple-interchange-newline" />Dinosaur Hunters</b><br />
<i>Meet four researchers at the U of A who are changing the way we think about dinosaurs</i><br />
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Unearthing a Pack of Albertosaurus<br />
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When Phil Currie floated down the Red Deer River in the summer of 1996, he wasn’t intending to change our very ideas about the makeup of dinosaur social networks. He was just on the trail of a good mystery.<br />
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His research in the archives at the American Museum of Natural History in New York had turned up important evidence from a 1910 field expedition in southern Alberta led by the famous bone collector Barnum Brown. On that one outing, Brown had uncovered a bonebed with bones from nine different Albertosaurus, a type of tyrannosaur, making it one of the biggest finds in paleontological history.<br />
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<br />Sarah Ligonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593691865580998290noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2986026509085704398.post-12563838967410224162013-09-01T06:00:00.000-07:002014-12-09T08:15:20.285-08:00Question Period with Natasha Staniszewki<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b><br /></b><b>Question Period with Natasha Staniszewski</b><br />
<i>New Trail</i><br />
Autumn 2013<br />
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<i>The TSN anchor and reporter talks about on-air goofs, locker-room interviews and being a woman in a male-dominated field</i><br />
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<b>You started your career in business. What made you switch to broadcasting?</b><br />
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When I was in high school, I had always thought about sports broadcasting, but at the time it seemed like such a crazy thing to try. There weren’t a lot of women in it. Then one day I was in Calgary at a work conference and I was sitting in the lobby — unhappy to be at the conference — and I was watching a sports channel. There was a female anchor on, and I thought, “Why don’t I try that? If she’s doing it, why can’t I?”<br />
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<b>The Keys to Life</b><br />
<i>New Trail</i><br />
Spring 2013<br />
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<i>Why Randy Marsden is the most important inventor you've never heard of</i><br />
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On February 5, 2012, Gil Allan, ’82 BEd, visited his father in the recovery ward of an Edmonton hospital. Allan was relieved to see his dad, Bud Dahlseide, looking in such good colour and spirits after a month-long hospital stay to remove the defibrillator in his chest and replace it with a pacemaker. They went down to the food court for ice cream, where Dahlseide joked with the staff. “Everyone’s expectation was that he was fine and real soon would be going home,” remembers Allan. “But when I was putting him to bed, he said, ‘You know, I feel funny. I feel like I have the flu coming on.’ ”<br />
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Somewhere in the hospital’s corridors, Dahlseide had come into contact with Clostridium difficile, or C. difficile, one of the strains of antibiotic-resistant bacteria known as “superbugs.” Once the bacteria entered Dahlseide’s body, they found their way to his colon, multiplying and releasing toxins that caused severe diarrhea and bloating. Within four days, his kidneys had shut down. “On Feb. 5, he was my dad, he was completely himself,” remembers Allan. “Four days later he was dead.”<br />
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What happened to Bud Dahlseide is tragic but increasingly common. Hospital-acquired infections, including C. difficile, are the No. 4 cause of death in North America, behind cancer, heart disease and stroke. Every year, more than 220,000 Canadians will acquire an infection while in hospital, and at least 8,000 of them will die. The numbers are even more staggering in the United States, where 1.7 million people will become infected and nearly 99,000 will die.<br />
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“That is the equivalent to the audience at this year’s Super Bowl — and that many will die every year,” says Randy Marsden, ’89 BSc(ElecEng), an Edmonton entrepreneur who is working to drastically lower that figure. “It should be completely preventable.”<br />
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Marsden is one of the rare individuals who can claim “inventor” as his occupation. He is in his late 40s, with a thick build, thin-frame glasses and a neatly trimmed beard. His well-kempt appearance belies the popular image of the dishevelled, eccentric genius. It is easier to imagine him the clean-cut Mormon kid from southern Alberta who, at 19, undertook a two-year mission to Japan and became fluent in the language.<br />
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Even today, 25 years later, he is as full of certitude as any proselytizer, but his mission now is to save lives by preventing hospital-acquired infections. His target is the keyboard on which this story was typed.<br />
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<b>Christmas on the Lake</b><br />
<i>Avenue Edmonton</i><br />
December 2012<br />
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<i>A couple's hideaway brings together family, friends and the occasional moose for the holidays</i><br />
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Lindie and Gerd Fleissner were all set to relocate to the West Coast five years ago when they got a call that upended their plans for life by the ocean. A property up the road from their weekend cabin on Lac Sainte Anne had suddenly come on the market.<br />
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“We said 15 years ago that if that lot ever became available, we would have to live there,” says Lindie. So, the Edmonton property managers decided the nearby home was an even better choice than any they could find in the Pacific.<br />
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<b>Bringing Birth Back to the North</b><br />
<i>New Trail</i><br />
Winter 2012-2013<br />
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<i>For decades, women went south to give birth. Now midwives bring new life to northern communities</i><br />
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When 25-year-old Jocelyn Merritt gave birth to her first child, Leo, in Rankin Inlet last November, she did what few women in Canada’s far northern communities have done in the past 50 years: she gave birth close to home<br />
On a cold, clear night last November, as most of the 2,400 inhabitants of Rankin Inlet slept in their beds, Jocelyn Merritt was jolted awake by a contraction stronger than all the others. She began timing them on her iPad: 3:54, 3:57, 4:02, 4:13, and listening to her iPhone to help her meditate through the pain. But by 4:46 a.m. she knew “it was time,” and woke her partner, Gavin, to call the midwife.<br />
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It took some time to warm up the truck, with the temperature hovering around -15 C, but by 5:30, Merritt, Gavin and Gavin’s mother were bundled up in its warm cabin. Before leaving, Merritt remembered to called her sister to remind her to bring the homemade amauti, a traditional Inuit parka for carrying babies, that Merritt would need for carrying home her first-born. Then, they drove down the hill to have a baby.<br />
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