Laura Turner

September 2004: first time I met you, joyfully welcoming me at Dartmouth. January 2020: last time I hugged you, after celebrating my mother’s Befana in Italy. In between, too much for now, but I’ll share more. I’m shocked and I cry. Romeo is not informed, but he asked me: “Mamma, hai bisogno di un’abbracciatona?”. I’m splitting it…

I am thinking of the gesture of Christopher’s life. I have missed sharing his presence in his later years as our paths did not cross. My memories arise from his teen years not long after his family moved to AA. His creative terrain was helping when needed in the medical practice. His assistance to the…

Immortality is surely what is left of us in the thoughts and memories of others. Christopher, you will truly live forever in all those you touched with such humanity.

A gentleman. Kind and generous.

I vividly remember walking into college on the first day of induction week in 2017, impostor syndrome kicking in and all. I met Chris on one of the college tours. His electrifying smile and genuine interest in my past and future aspirations made me regain the warmth I had left with my family back home…

Zeke and I were Senior Fellows together at Dartmouth during our senior year. He was so inspirational, that years and year later, I still speak of his fellowship project as an example of the type of amazing friends that I had the fortune of knowing at Dartmouth. We had a lot of great times in…