My education at Barnard enabled me to get some very valuable extra training. I spent four years reviewing the arts for the "About Town" column of our twice-weekly Barnard Bulletin.
Of all the memories I have of Barnard, the day that stands out is my graduation.
I came to Barnard wanting to sing, and I found a chorus to sing in my first week of school, the Columbia University Glee Club. It was all men, because Columbia was still an all-male college.
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To tell the truth, I selected Barnard College because Columbia College was all-male. I figured that at least it was affiliated and I could take some coed classes.
Barnard has been my happy place for the past four decades, so trying to select only one significant Barnard memory from the past 40 years is daunting indeed.
I had a special moment at the 2014 Barnard Reunion: having tea with the members of the Class of 1944, who were there to celebrate their 70th reunion.
Between my third and fourth years at Barnard, I lived in Woods Hole, MA taking care of the children of a doctor's family, the Reznikoffs, who were spending the summer there.
A storytelling performance from Reunion 2014 with the theme Mentors, Muses and Monsters.
At age ninety I find myself often reflecting on the past and my days at Barnard are among the most precious memories.
I applied to Barnard in the era of the fat envelope. You knew without even opening it whether you had been accepted or not.
As for a single “turning point,” though, I have to point to Barnard.
I had an early marriage when I was 20 and a student at Barnard going into my senior year.
My connection to Barnard runs so deep it's hard to believe I was only in attendance for a year and a half.
Of all the transformative people I met during my four years at Barnard, it was my fellow '09 classmates that have made the most impact on me, and in particular I have incredible memories from my f
Barnard was a place for learning outside of the classroom, too.
I arrived by plane from San Diego with my high school classmate Helen Doyle, and we fell in love with NYC almost immediately. This photo taken on Broadway says it all.
Barnard was not just a place I received a great education and learned life lessons along the way; I am blessed for all the phenomenal woman I met.
I met an amazing mother and career woman through Barnard's awesome Barnard Babysitting program, who became a really inspiring role model for me (and her kids were so cute!).
As an English major with a dream of becoming a doctor I was good in math and science but writing required a lot more effort.
I was a transfer student (from Skidmore College) and a commuter. But from the first day in the Annex I knew I was home.
Start of senior year, we're encouraged to visit the Placement Office to discuss where we think we're going.
President Kennedy was assassinated on November 22nd of our senior year. At 2:33 p.m., the bells of Riverside Cathedral began to toll.
A storytelling performance from Reunion 2013, recalling Professor Shroder.
The weather in Manhattan made the biggest impression on me. I learned to talk fast and walk fast like the rest of Barnard students. My only regression to a southern accent was when I answered th
I became conscious of those themes initially at Barnard, and more fully attuned to them in the years since.
As I thought about what I could talk about that would pull together the last 50 years of our lives, I searched for a theme that would be the equivalent of the Higgs-Boson Grand Unifying Theory.
The Barnard person who influenced me most after I graduated was Professor Bernice Segal, who was chairwoman of the Department when I completed my training.
Four people at Barnard changed my life, as did the idea of the college and the university.
I was the first in my family to attend a private college. There was some grumbling amongst my extended family - why not choose a state school? Hadn't public universities served our family well?
I transferred to Barnard after having a really awful first-year experience at another college.
During my freshman year at Barnard, I met four amazing women: an actress, an archaeologist, a neuroscientist, and a politician.
After 4 years of undergraduate and another 5 of working within this sanctuary, it’s impossible to narrow down the memories to just one. Here are just a few:
Junea Williams, Manu Gayatrinath, Latasha Griffin, Aleia Carr, Alicia McKie... and the list goes on.
My most vivid memories from my first year at Barnard all take place on the fourth floor of Sulzberger dorm.
My first day at Barnard was seven days after my father died. My family had just finished shiva and my mother told me to pack my bags because we were driving down to New York.
I could learn about my own history. It was worth looking at. It had value!
A storytelling performance from Reunion 2013.
My first crisis came at the end of sophomore year when, feeling totally overwhelmed by my workload, I was thinking of dropping out. In an interview with Mrs.
Mlle Mespoulet (French Professor) telling me to erase this intellectual look from my face and think a little.
During my four years at Barnard, I kept a daily journal. Thus far, I have reread the first year of the journal and hope by my comments below to capture some of our first year.