An arduous week of academia paves way to the sweet freedom of Friday night, and the streets swell with a cavalcade of stilettos propping up scantily clad girls with berry-colored lips and black-rimmed eyes. With bags slung haphazardly across their shoulders, they sip on gin and tonics between shots of...
Members of the Michigan Marching Band were gathered in Revelli Hall before practice on Monday when they received the sad news that their friend and bandmate, Patrick Fleming, had died in a car accident that morning.
At 4:15 a.m. on a summer morning in Guatemala, Alexis Guild stumbles out of bed and makes her way to the coffee maker for a fresh pot of java. Quickly dressing, she gathers her things and heads to the Capitol Building, where at 5 a.m. a bus waits to take her on a two-hour ride through the mountainous Guatemalan countryside.
On a snowy evening last January, Rick and Sue Snyder bundled up in their warmest winter attire and headed to downtown Ann Arbor for a long-awaited romantic evening. As they began eating and talking about the events of the week, Sue suddenly proposed that Rick run for governor of Michigan.