Now a senior, Clint has been chasing storms for a couple of years. It’s exciting, he says. It’s educational.
The Air Force captain is executive officer of the 563rd Rescue Group at Davis-Monthan AFB in Arizona. He flies the HH-60G Pave Hawk helicopter. He’s been deployed to both Afghanistan and Iraq, rescuing special-ops forces deep behind enemy lines.
Helping young people, they say, has been especially sweet.
The Lopers, who are leaving the Rocky Mountain Athletic Conference, officially become part of the MIAA on July 1.
But as they enter this new era, continuing their tradition of excellence will require more resources and scholarships and even more donor support.
Hours and hours of cleaning fish tanks.
That’s what UNO biology major Racine Rangel did when she first joined the school’s Aquatic Toxicology Lab.
It was just something that everybody did – neighbors helping neighbors.
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So it made sense when the brothers donated 6,000 acres of rangeland in 1996 to the University of Nebraska Foundation.
It’s pretty obvious most days – that dark, pink circle over the middle of his lips. But there’s not a lot Andrew Brown can do about it.
“I tried to grow the beard to cover it up,” the UNO senior says.
Be at the office in an hour, she said.
“I don’t want to come,” Peg Ricketts replied.
Her father, a farmer, didn’t have money to buy her and her twin sister dresses to go to their high school graduation party. So they stayed home.
She wrote a poem that’s shaped like an “N.” It describes how she met her husband of 63 years in Love Library when she was just 17.
You throw dart after dart. Each throw is a bit different from the previous throw.
It’s time to leave.
You walk out of the bar. Each step is a bit different from the previous step.
“That’s what makes ‘the good life’ in Nebraska.”
But none was better than Sarah Synovec’s.
It was 1993. She was just 2 years old. But someone captured it on VHS tape back then and mailed a copy to her parents.
Keith Bennett? Keith Bennett?
Multiple sclerosis had taken her voice. It had taken her ability to swallow. Her arms. Her legs. Her clear vision. It had taken the job she loved as a psychologist.
Scattered around the computer room of their Omaha home were the guts and parts of the family’s first desktop computer.
He was just 12. The computer, a Macintosh, had cost his parents about $3,000.
But enrolling in college can be difficult at age 36.
It was her doctor.
Suddenly, she found herself overwhelmed by medical lingo about treatments, side effects and prognosis for a rare type of invasive breast cancer.
The parents had a choice:
Which son would get the machine and live, and which would not get it and die?
Harriett J. Steele did just that, graduating as one of only a few female students from the Ohio State University in the 1940s.
And yet another generous gift for his alma mater.