As I’ve struggled to figure out the best way to say goodbye to The Hatchet, I realized the best thing to do was to say thank you.
It’s been such a pleasure to be part of this Hatchet Family, and I look forward to the day our paths cross again. So, Hatchet Family, as I was, as I continue to be.
It’s the people, the laughs and the memories that have made my three semesters at The Hatchet more than commas.
What brings us all together is not where we see ourselves in five or 10 or even 30 years, but the fact that we pour everything we have into this paper and become each other’s best friends along the way.
I’m no longer the same unsure and lonely freshman as I was four years ago, and I have The Hatchet to thank for that.
When I first joined the Hatchet as a freshman, I wasn’t 100 percent sure where the townhouse was.
As someone who didn’t have a chance to tour colleges in the US, The Hatchet was how I got to know GW.
At the end of one’s tenure, it’s important to recognize the people who helped you through it, shared a memory, shared a laugh.