The charming facility we rush to when sick-- euphymistically known as the Health Center--was previously called the Malnati Infirmary, in memory of Helen Malnati, whose death is mentioned in the 1958 yearbook. Here she is posing for a visual joke; the student is injecting her with a corkscrew:
We could use Helen today. The community is afflicted with a long-lasting upper respiratory viral infection and a nasty, fast-moving gastrointestinal malaise that comes on with little warning. Our health services team is busy treating students who feel feverish, sneezy, achy and pukey. Passing tissues before a math class:
The library is a busy place, too.
Ethan minds a helpful sign placed on one of the sneeze guards in the dining room, asking us not to serve ourselves entrees with bare hands--just because it's cold & flu season:
