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( Jashodhara Jindal / Heights Editor )

Between Yesterday and Tomorrow

Lucia Hernandez April 8, 2025
When my parents reminisce over moments long, long ago, they always mention how they feel it had happened just the day before. I’d always assumed that was a hyperbole. But now, I think back to one of the final days of 10th grade, and it truly feels like yesterday.
(Jashodhara Jindal / Heights Editor)

My Life in Playlists

Jenny Hotchkiss April 1, 2025
My playlists are time capsules. Each one, chronologically sorted, takes me back to a specific moment in my life. Every song brings a flood of emotions and memories—an almost indescribable feeling of nostalgia mixed with deja vu. When I miss a person, place, or time of my life, all I have to do is find that one corresponding playlist and press play.
(Ashi Jindal / Heights Editor)

Balancing Tradition and Change in Otis

Jenny Hotchkiss February 11, 2025
My best childhood memories are a patchwork of my time spent in Otis Wood Lands, a small community exploding with my family’s history. Over forty years ago, my grandfather and his brother each bought small cabins in Otis, a tiny town in rural Massachusetts.
(Parker Leaf / Heights Editor)

Sorry BC, Your Vinyl Collection Doesn’t Make You Cool

Tommy Roche October 6, 2024
In the modern, superficial, forever-online world that always wants to sell you something, nostalgic tech is a rare breed: it is offline, it is permanent, and it is plain. Nostalgic devices are not simply reliable machines or shiny baubles in the consumer rat race.
(Paige Stein / Heights Editor)

Soap, Songs, and Rollercoasters: The Power of Associative Memory

Makayla Hickey February 28, 2023
Every single day we create new memories. And in doing so, we subconsciously intertwine specific experiences with our surroundings.
Homecoming and Homesickness

Homecoming and Homesickness

Grace Christenson January 27, 2022

Last August, exactly two years after my parents moved to Texas, my boyfriend, Jack, held my hand while I wept outside of my childhood home and wiped snot on my sleeve.  I grew up in a small colonial...

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