A Buffalo Grazing

Putting some part of you into a unique experience

December 05, 2014

By Steve Duffy '77

Getting into the swing of things

November 06, 2014

By Steve Duffy '77

Somewhere under the rainbow

September 30, 2014

By Steve Duffy '77 The leaves of fall are dropping to the ground and my mind wanders to memories of summer and rainbows. The summer of July 2014, Antioch College had its highest on-campus enrollment since reopening.  The classes of 2016 and 2017 were here, with a sprinkling 2015’ers working at local co-ops and beginning senior year pre-graduation research.  

Moments to recharge and moments to adapt

June 26, 2014

It has been a joyous yet frenzied fortnight here both on campus and in Yellow Springs.

Capturing the flag and some SOLER energy

May 30, 2014

On some semi-utopian southwestern Ohio campus where everyone seems to be in need of a 36-hour day and an eight-day week to get everything on their “have to do” list accomplished, there was finally a day for releasing some of the intense and pent-up pressures of studying, teaching or just dealing with a huge everyday workload.       

Grazing in the grass

April 30, 2014

On having been cooped up all winter like the chickens on the Antioch Farm By Steve Duffy '77

A bucket list and those "R" months

March 28, 2014

By Steve Duffy '77

Windows '14 and the winter of our disk-content

February 27, 2014

The other day one of the Yellow Springs News editors called the Olive Kettering Library.   She was actually calling for Scott Sanders in Antiochiana, because she had a history question for him.   When I answered the phone she said, “Gee, I haven’t seen you in a while!” I told her that this winter has been “so out of the recent norm” that hibernating with the students has been the warmest and best way t

Preserve diversity! Be yourself.

January 29, 2014

By Steve Duffy ’77

A Letter for the members of the “Rotary Club”

December 20, 2013

December 2013 in Yellow Springs has been a quintessential old-fashioned snowy Currier and Ives moment. Maybe it is also a moment to celebrate snow before the inevitable march of climate change makes this sort of weather little more than just a tall tale of the way things used to be from “us elders.”