Author Archives: Chloe Drimal

Stella Hart disappeared a week later. At first I just searched for her at the corner teashop where I had first found her. But then I was able to get a warrant for her apartment. It was barren, except for the bathtub in the back corner.

I’m the only one who was ever able to interview Stella Hart about Ajit Agarkar’s disappearance, something I now understand they did on purpose. It took Agarkar being gone for six years and my buying Hart a cup of tea at the teashop on Apollo Street every day for a year in order for her to allow me to step into her sunroom with my tape recorder.

I’ve lived through a lot of tailgates. I saw the U-haul era with no rules, the U-haul era with some rules, and the tennis courts with lots of rules. I’ve seen the Harvard tailgate, which was so boring I had to leave.

When I landed in Dallas to visit my friend at Southern Methodist University, her hair was blonder than I remembered. In the car we didn’t put the music on, we talked — we hadn’t missed a beat. We were different — she said “y’all” and her hair was bleached, mine was brown and I was »

I wasn’t able to truly comprehend the idea of the “Sunday Weirds” until I woke up after Marathon Weekend (toga, tailgate, RAD)[1] with cornrows in my hair. Yes, these cornrows did have colorful star beads dangling from them, and no, I didn’t fly to Jamaica to get them. I walked into a dorm room in »

Contributing Reporters Natalie Papillion, Chloe Drimal and Whitney Schumacher investigated the legendary fraternity of former presidents George W. Bush ’68 and his father George H.W. Bush ’48. Watch for a behind-the-scenes glimpse of the famed house, its bar, its bathroom and even DKE President Jordan Forney’s ’11 bedroom.