I spend many hours here on campus alone, working nights and weekends, manning the office in the summer. My colleagues and I always marvel at how much more we can get done when Fairhaven School is empty. We make jokes about it: this place is so much better without the students. Then one older…
Winding my way through the woods on the first day of school, I am greeted by the first few red and yellow leaves of fall. It’s hard to miss that undeniable crispness in the air. I know when I was a kid, these age-old hallmarks of the fall signaled the end of the freedom of…
Fifteen summers ago. Anyone who remembers the very hot, humid and rain-less summer of 1998 might be surprised to find out how a group of energized people chose to spend their time that year. Instead of vacations or lazy summer days at the beach, the founders and their friends and neighbors gathered to help build…
