Until recently, my answer was “No.” Not that I was proud of it, but I was so consumed with my own life that I just didn’t make time for Barnard outside of my annual giving. Then a friend of mine, Cheryl Milstein, was honored at last year’s Scholarship Gala and Auction and I bought a table. My husband and I had SO MUCH FUN. I reconnected with some old friends and met a lot of fun new ones. Read more »

My senior year at high school, I knew I had to go to Barnard. Like falling in love, or an obsessive crush I doodled the name on notebooks, tracked down friends of friends who had gone to Barnard and might in some way, possibly, be able to “introduce me” or “put in a good word” with the admissions office. Not surprisingly, given the time I spent talking (instead of studying) with my two best friends about the things that really interested us: like our lives and ourselves, I was only wait-listed. Read more »

My love affair with New York started while at Barnard. As a high school senior, I came with a friend to visit her sister for a weekend, and I was hooked. My parents loved to joke about how decades before, they had worked hard to abandon gritty New York City life for the suburbs, and their daughter couldn’t wait to get back! Much of college was about trying to break out from my sheltered upbringing and experience all that New York City had to offer. Read more »