Among college’s unexpected lessons: the upsides of spending time alone.

by Sidney Suh

One more chapter, for the road.

by Marc Peyser

Caring for my orchid is a lot like caring for myself.

by Edmund Dyer-Essig

In the arena, we could all understand one another.

by Rachel Kolb

Through my daughter, my own roots are growing.

by Jill Patton

Maybe I was going about this hero thing all wrong.

by Chloe Shannon Wong

The landlord was delighted to hear from us—until we met her in person.

by John Howard

I’ve found a little Stanford in Big Sky Country.

by Emma Trotter

A scientist and a cosmic cabbie land on common ground.

by Sarah Gibson

Mark no longer recognizes me, but the bond between us is unbreakable.

by Stan Wilson