Alas, we will soon be saying goodbye to the “Union Dining Hall,” a term that no students ever used. (We’ve previously been promised that Westlawn dining will reopen after fall break, so let this piece be added pressure: It better reopen soon, because we’re mentally moving forward.) It’s important to appropriately commemorate this bittersweet moment at GC. Although we’re excited to see the newly renovated Rott, here are a few things we’ll miss about the Frott: The single line for all hot food  Sure, it might require waiting an additional 10 minutes, but it builds community, right? It’s been working...

By Amelia Witmer-Rich • October 10, 2024 • Funnies

Westlawn Dining Hall — or, as you may know it, “the Rott,” — is gone. Despite its faults, “the Rott” was still a staple of the Goshen College experience. From the once-daily listen to “The Chain” by Girl Named Tom, to the ever-present admissions counselor, to the prospective student duo — the overall aura of “the Rott” was hard not to grow fond of. It’s safe to say that the food is what made you go, but the atmosphere was what kept you coming back. Unfortunately, this part of GC’s student experience has been put on pause. Due to Westlawn...

By Cormac Koop Liechty • September 14, 2023 • Funnies

Editor’s note, published Sept. 14, 2023: After reviewing the article last week on the Westlawn renovation, we would like to add some context and update the language used. Referring to the $7 million as “unaccounted for” was imprecise, and the subhead that described the funding as “missing” was a poor word choice — “fundraising is currently short $7 million” would have been more accurate. The fact that the project is two-thirds funded was not common knowledge before The Record’s article, and that information is newsworthy and merits prominence.  More context is required, though: It is President Stoltzfus’s “confident goal” that...

By Phil Witmer-Rich • September 8, 2023 • News

Westlawn Dining Hall hadn’t felt quite the same the past few weeks. Its usual round tables were replaced by long, rectangular tables, shrouded in cheap, purple plastic tablecloths — the kind that are fun to make holes in at birthday parties. The juice machine was gone, replaced by large see-through coolers that had to be filled with ice to keep the juice cold. Just like its orange juice, Westlawn had become a bit watered down. Red tape labeled “danger” lined the street and Kulp entrances. A few electrical cords hung from the wall. The artwork hanging over the fireplace had...

By Tyson Miller • September 8, 2023 • Features