Esto perpetua. Those two words sing in my head, with an echo followed by “spirit of light” — they were words that shaped my high school experience, and words that called back to me this past weekend during my visit to the campus of Chatham Hall. “Let it be perpetual,” the words speak, and that
SEAS OF OPPORTUNITY.
My mom and I just bike jogged together at the Jersey Shore. Able to zip up the East Coast to share a few days in Seaside Park with my parents at the beach, I love vacationing Blackwell-style. And while a few elements have changed over the years, the schedule stays pretty true to tradition. In