Let’s take a moment to:

(a) appreciate the fact that my paper for this class is going to be longer than the average paper (since I’m exploring the role of vernacular in opinions of homosexuality in Renaissance Europe) and my professor scheduled me to go first (I prefer going first, but really?)

(b) that my name is the only name underlined as incorrectly spelled. FUCK YOU GOOGLE DOCS, THAT IS HOW YOU SPELL MY NAME, WHY DO YOU LIKE ALL OF THESE OTHER WEIRD BENNINGTON NAMES BUT YOU DON’T LIKE MY NAME AM I NOT BENNINGTON ENOUGH FOR YOU GOOGLE DOCS FUCK ME

medioxumatepoet:

benningtonstudents:

There are hundreds of beautiful photos of Bennington throughout history but I think the pictures of the school in it’s earliest form are particularly beautiful and haunting. These are some of my favorite photos of the school from the 1930’s and 40’s. Particularly interesting is the 1940’s war farm, pictured last.

-Riley ‘13 

I often forget how interesting Bennington’s history is. I mean… Those faces look familiar! This place has a seriously gritty past.