"One of my favorite memories from my time at Harvard is the snowstorm freshman year - I remember feeling the excitement in Annenberg, stealing dining hall trays and sledding down the steps of Widener, having a snowball fight with my dorm, and climbing mounds of snow with my roommates. I also remember walking home from dinner a few nights later in a slight snow flurry and seeing the door to Lionel in the warm glow of the lantern above it and really feeling like that was home. I've thought about that snow storm every winter I've walked through the yard in the snow since then."