A Yale alumnus reflects on a trauma that struck us all.

T-minus three hours. Your alarm goes off at 6:30 AM. You wake up having no idea that today you will watch a woman die. T-minus two hours. Your residential college’s student council, on which you’re a sophomore representative, is the first to arrive at the tailgate. This is a victory, the chance to pick the best patch of grass. When the party starts, your grills will be prime real estate. You think there might be some advantage to being away from the crowds, but you’re. . . Read more
Eric Baudry