Books have always been there to guide ZSR’s Travis Manning (’93) along his life journey.
Stories Tagged: Class of 1993
January 14, 2014
October 30, 2013
Project Pumpkin founder returns to campus to celebrate the 25th anniversary of the annual Halloween tradition.
October 2, 2013
Allison Orr (’93) Austin, TX Founder and artistic director of Forklift Danceworks Her cause: Besides staging renowned dance performances, she began two special outreach programs: Leaps and Bounds, which partners with four schools to bring creative dance to children from low-income families, and Body Shift, offering improvisational dance classes to adults with and without disabilities. […]
October 2, 2013
In 1997, just a few years after graduating from Wake Forest, Rob Cocke was in a small cafe in a village near Lake Chirwa in Malawi. Playing a board game common there called bao and thinking about lunch, he wondered what time it was. An old man sitting near him had no idea; neither did […]
September 5, 2013
A passion for volunteering drove Andrea Rodgers (’93) to the intersection of charity and lifestyle.
August 12, 2013
After a long journey, filmmaker Richard DiPatri (’93) is where he wanted to be — sitting in the producer’s chair.
March 25, 2013
Deacs in Love: what might the future hold for Rachel Weaver (’93) and David Paff (’86)?
August 1, 2012
Who isn’t looking for a tasty snack that’s healthful, too? Kimberly Crupi Dobbins (’93) has the recipe.
October 5, 2011
The Bedouins spoke of them as “The Five.” They had come to the foot of Mount Sinai in Egypt, to the remote St. Catherine’s Monastery, and they did stick out a bit. They had crossed the desert with a strange load of equipment described with some creativity to customs officials, they were American, and one of them stood 6’8″ tall. The team was there on a technological aid mission of sorts, aiming to digitize the pages of ancient manuscripts for preservation, and to reveal secret texts hidden for centuries. They were hoping that the men outside the monastery, the ones from the Egyptian government speaking Arabic into walkie-talkies, weren’t going to interfere.
June 3, 2011
When the Lost Boys of Sudan fled for their lives, away from torched huts and murdered parents, dodging government militia from Khartoum, swimming deep underwater to avoid the unblinking gaze of crocodiles, inching past lions in thorn-tree scrublands and suffering such thirst that at times urine sufficed for water, Phillips Bragg (’93) knew nothing of their plight. He finds it astonishing that in 1991 he was busy choosing his English major at Wake Forest while Lost Boy James Lubo Mijak was struggling to survive in a southern Sudan camp for displaced persons called Pochalla.