The school year is nearly over. Practically doubled over from the weight of their leaves, the trees mask the still-roaming spirits. And I prepare to abandon my column for the summer and drift back home. I’m from Illinois, in case you were wondering. Not the Al Capone part of Illinois.…
Thank you for reading this next issue of Carleton Cryptids, in which I unmask this college’s secrets much as its students unmask outdoors. In past issues, I have recounted only benevolent or mischievous paranormal occurrences. But make no mistake: I am not coddling you all just because you are college…
Thank you for reading Carleton Cryptids, where I, Sue Dounim, shed literary light on Carleton’s paranormal problems. So interested am I in delving into this college’s mysteries that I actually wrote about them in my Common App essay. That is how I wound up at St. Olaf for two years.…
Greetings, fellow mystery-seekers of Carleton College. I am Sue Dounim, class of 202X. I am new to this campus—but not to this college. Long have I immersed myself up to the neck in documenting the inexplicable, often paranormal occurrences that occur here as frequently as games of spikeball in spring.…