Grace Ramsdell ’22

How Bryn and I became friends: We messaged on Facebook and met behind Claflin on move-in day. We walked to Dunkin’ Donuts in the Ville and watched the first snowfall from our fourth-floor window. We complained about geese and got songs stuck in each other’s heads. We got the late-night goofies (and coined “the late-night goofies”) and tried not to anger any ghosts. We left in a hurry and texted through class together on Zoom. We laughed and cried and got COVID vaccines. We walked by the lake in the cold and had omelets in Lulu on Sundays (praise be to Joe). We walked by the lake in the dark and measured the growth of a daffodil. We graduated. We said goodbye behind Claflin—by chance, like meeting at all. (We unsaid goodbye. We live four minutes apart and have dinner together on Mondays. We’re pretty glad we were first-year roommates.)