Well it’s official; this is the worst snow that anyone has seen at Harvard in five years. My classmates in the Trade Union Program attribute it to Fate’s effort to give us the truest appreciation of life in the land of the Nor’easter.
It is set to snow this week too; information which tends to run counter to what the locals describe as the “January thaw”. Since it has snowed at least once a week since we started, it seems only right.
We are half way through now with three more weeks to go. At times the flow of information has been akin to trying to drink water from a fire hose. The oft told joke here is that the program coordinator ran into a former student from five years ago in the airport and he told her, “I’m just about finished with the reading from class.”