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Alumni Storytelling Project Features DAAA...

Congratulations to our incredible DAAA National Affinity Board members Hosea Chang '03 and Runbin Dong '12. Both Hosea and Runbin are being featured in Duke's Centennial Alumni Profiles 2024-2025 campaign! The goal of the campaign is to feature diverse career paths and encourage students to connect with alum. Your remarkable career paths inspire us all, and we’re proud to see your achievements celebrated.

Discover Duke: Duke Admissions Info Sessions (in the Regions)

Each fall Duke Admissions officers travel across the globe to speak to high school students and their families about Duke University and the Duke application process. Duke alumni and their high school-aged children are invited to join Duke Admissions officers at a regional info session to learn more about the Duke undergraduate experience, from the application process and need-based financial aid to academic/research opportunities, campus life, study abroad, and more. CLICK HERE 

A Once-Promising Connection

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The establishment of The Duke Endowment in December 1924 kickstarted massive construction plans at the newly renamed Duke University. Several existing buildings were to be removed: the library, Alspaugh Hall, Craven Memorial Hall, and Crowell Science Building. W.G. Pearson, treasurer of Kittrell College, wrote to Robert L.

My Duke Experience

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Charles Taylor ’15 presents a visual guide to his time at Duke.

Produced for the Motion Design course taught by Raquel Salvatella de Prada, assistant professor of the practice of art, art history & visual studies, and arts of the moving image.

A Constant Presence

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It’s a mid-April morning in Highland Park, a neighborhood just north of Richmond, Virginia, where historic Queen Anne-style homes the color of popsicles give way to boarded-up buildings along a slight Main Street.

In the Gardens Beside a Library

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The willow oak has written in it
an ink of time-underlayment.
I say the word emeritus
and the wind-rubbed coppery surface
touches my eyes like a worn rug.
Corded by limbs to a base in soil
it recovers those years of toil
that layered other leaves in another place.
The library’s vellum and coffee still drug
my memory, like Gothic walls and trees above.
There I and my gnarled masters strove,
limning interpretive cursives and dots
onto the passionate dead’s still living arguments.

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