Tragically Hip’s front-man, Gord Downie, belts it out to thousands of fans who attended “Across the Causeway” on Sunday.
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Ian Babbit
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Derek Zwaan, Sci ’08, reaches for the tam at this year’s Grease Pole.
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Emily MacLaurin-King
A Pole participant de-purples.
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Emily MacLaurin-King
Students file in and out of Richardson Hall in hopes of solving their scheduling and scholarship woes.
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Emily MacLaurin-King
A perplexed student looks over his book store receipt yesterday.
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Emily MacLaurin-King
Lt.-Gen. Roméo Dallaire spoke at Grant Hall Saturday to commemorate Sept. 11. The event was organized by the AMS Speaker’s Committee.
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Andrew Norman
In early 2004, Lt.-Gen. Roméo Dallaire returned to Rwanda for the first time since the 1994 genocide.
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The Hip’s Robbie Baker plays jaw-dropping rock at RMC.
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Ian Babbit
Hugh Dillon has never looked better.
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Ian Babbit
Travis Good proclaims, “There’s a Higher Power.”
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Ian Babbit
Downie’s gonna blow a vein!
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Ian Babbit
Colin from the Trews.
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Ian Babbit
Cone gazes adoringly at Brownsound.
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Emily MacLaurin-King
Whibley presides over the faithful.
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Ian Babbit
Hedwig (Jack Ecker) belts out another Angry number.
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Matt Naporowski
Matt Barber is always happy to be playing Kingston.
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Pamela Beauchamp
Bassist Cone McCaslin, the contortionist.
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Emily MacLaurin-King
Deryk at his prettiest.
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Emily MacLaurin-King
John “Moose” Enright, a third-year second row player, scatters the ferocious Badger defence.
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Emily MacLaurin-King
Chris Rogan (3) runs for 69 yards on the kickoff return. Running and returning were the Gaels’ strengths in the game.
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Emily MacLaurin-King
Beth Wightman (above) may be gone, but the Gaels will run on.
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Journal File Photo
The cheers were weaker after the football team’s disappointing loss.
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Emily MacLaurin-King
This letter was found by Vincent Perez on the streets of Victoria, written on the back of a prison inventory slip. Highlights: “My world is enveloped with you (it’s you)/Then all we become is a puddle of goo.”