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            December 19 , 2001: 
              LETTER FROM WASHINGTON 
              One day, one class 
              On December 1, The Class of 2001 dedicated themselves to 
              service  
               
            By Alex Rawson '01 
             "Princeton 
              in the nation's service, and in the service of all nations." 
              So goes the one mantra heard over and over again by Princeton undergraduates 
               a mantra that is too often mocked by students for its idealistically 
              imprecise ambition. The truth is that to most undergraduates, for 
              whom the idea of concretely serving the nation reaches far beyond 
              the scope of their individual experience, the notion of serving 
              the nation as a class, let alone as a university, is too intangible 
              to resonate. 
               
            Less 
              than a year after graduation, however, with classmates scattered 
              across the globe having an impact on their communities in different 
              ways every day, the notion of collective service becomes more and 
              more palpable all the time. And on December 1, members of the Class 
              of 2001 around the country joined in a national day of community 
              service to exercise for the first time our ability to serve broadly. 
              That Saturday, each U.S. city that is now home to a large number 
              of class members played host to a class community service effort 
               so that on that day Princetonians in Washington, Chicago, 
              Boston, and New York were simultaneously giving back to their communities. 
             
            The effort 
              was the brainchild of Teddy Nemeroff, our class community service 
              chair, who, together with the rest of the class officers, thought 
              that a national service day would be a great way to build class 
              unity and get us all thinking about meaningful service despite our 
              scattered locations. A few calls and a flurry of e-mails later, 
              classmates in New York were working to help the city's homeless, 
              classmates in Chicago were entertaining needy children at the zoo, 
              those in Boston were busily scooping out more than 700 servings 
              of pudding for shut-in AIDS patients, and '01ers in Washington found 
              themselves furiously painting a homeless support center in southeast 
              D.C. On the whole, this left more than 60 alumni working around 
              the country to effect change. For perhaps the first time, our class 
              was having impact over a terrain larger and on a scale grander than 
              any one of us could achieve individually. "We all enjoyed it. 
              It was a nice chance for people to get together", Nemeroff 
              explains, "and it was a great opportunity for people to start 
              thinking about class service on a broader level." 
             
            In Washington, 
              15 of us donned our shoddiest work clothes to paint the inside of 
              the Capital Hill Group Ministry Hospitality Center in Southeast 
              D.C. The center is a multifaith day-home for the temporarily homeless 
               those who are between homes, but for the time being have 
              no place to live. The center provides resources to help adults locate 
              new homes and, where applicable, new jobs, and it provides families 
              with a safe haven for their kids during the day. And for a center 
              that does so much work on a daily basis with already limited resources, 
              applying a badly needed fresh coat of paint is rightly not high 
              on the priority list. That's where we came in. Experienced painters? 
              Not a one. But armed with rollers, brushes, and the sheer desire 
              to finish the task  and under the watchful eye of the Rev. 
              Emily Guthrie '85, the center's acting director  we finished 
              a job that the center would perhaps otherwise have struggled to 
              complete. That left those who staff the center on a daily basis 
              time to do the work that really matters  and work which none 
              of the painters could really have done  helping some of D.C.'s 
              homeless to find themselves new places to live and work. 
             
            That 
              we were working with another Princetonian was sheer coincidence. 
              "Finding Emily," says Kit Cutler '01, organizer of the 
              D.C. effort, "was just dumb luck." Kit simply began calling 
              D.C. nonprofits in an effort to find an interesting project, and 
              Emily was the only person he spoke with who was resourceful enough 
              to find a way to use volunteers. Only later did he learn that she, 
              too, was a Princetonian. There is, however, a certain harmony in 
              the fact that our class's effort in D.C. brought us together with 
              an older alumna. That consonance of Princetonian efforts underscores 
              what for me was the lesson of the day  there is real power 
              in the combined efforts of Princetonians across the country, and 
              with a little organizing, that power can be easily tapped. Our class 
              efforts on December 1 had significant impact, not only on the facilities 
              we served across the country, but also, at least for me, on my vision 
              of what Princetonians working together can achieve. That lesson 
              brings new meaning to the old mantra, and it makes the notion of 
              "Princeton in the nation's service" suddenly concrete 
               and suddenly far more meaningful. And at least for the class 
              of '01, says Nemeroff, "this is only the beginning." 
             
            You can reach Alex at ahrawson@yahoo.com 
               
             
             
               
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