Dear Readers,
Welcome back! Hope all of you had a summer season of equal or greater quality than you’d expected. If not, The Grail is back and ready for volume four. Inside, you’ll find various summer goings-on and all the kit you’ll need for the coming year. Confused about the blood-splattered Amanda Reed in the Quad? Look no further than page (2). Grace had quite the time in a hat museum, the misadventures of which are detailed within (5). Our full column circus is back in style with a DeSastre article (in glorious black and white) (8). The Cultural Column takes a look at works of fiction by black authors (10). Miss Lonely Hearts deals with that all-familiar spectre haunting portland: Clarkies (9). Finally, we remember a fallen friend, colleague, and community member. Mark Angeles ’15 was killed while riding his bike just days after graduating last May. Inside is a small attempt to give recognition to him and those who will miss him (1).
Love,
Brian, Grace, Jordan, Maddy, Lauren, Vikram
On May 29th, hundreds of Portlanders gathered on their bikes at Colonel Summers City Park. From close friends to complete strangers, all came to ride in memory of Mark Angeles ’15, who passed away two days earlier. Leaving the park at rush-hour, the pack of cyclists rode along 39th Avenue, proudly slowing the flow of cars to a crawl. They passed the white bike memorializing Mark on the corner of 39th and Gladstone, the intersection where Mark was struck and killed by truck on May 27th. On June 14th, friends and colleagues gathered to speak at a memorial service, which preceded another group ride around Reed. Yesterday, the Bike Co-op was dedicated to Mark, and the ceremony was followed by one last group ride.The numerous memorial services and bike rides held this summer, as well as the newly-founded Mark Angeles Memorial Fellowship, serve as a visible testament to the profound impact Mark had on this school and, indeed, everyone who met him. Let us honor his memory every time we ride.