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She is a fourth-generation military officer and the first female officer in her family, which has a military history that stretches back to the most decorated infantry unit in U.S. military annals, the all-Japanese 442nd Infantry Regiment in World War II.

Mohammed Amin Mamnoon, a USF School of Law visiting scholar from Afghanistan, spoke to 25 students, faculty, and staff members March 28 and described the downfall of democracy in Afghanistan in August 2021.

Allyson Mayo talks about finding her purpose in behavioral health.

Rev. John Fitzgibbons, S.J., the new chancellor of USF, talks about work, faith, and his hopes for the university.

New to USF? You don’t have to go it alone. This is your first-year college experience.

The first time Tina Jain MSMI ’23 visited a government elementary school in her hometown of Varanasi, India, she was surprised to find only a few children in the classroom.

“Mapping Jewish San Francisco,” a new digital exhibit by USF’s Swig Program in Jewish Studies and Social Justice, tells stories that might otherwise be lost.

The McGrath Scholars program at the University of San Francisco is developing the leaders of tomorrow. The focus — equipping them with knowledge and skills to be critically aware, courageous, and compassionate leaders who are inspired and prepared to change the world for the common good.

I can’t believe I’m almost graduating and completing my master's in health informatics, recognized Neha as she started to share her journey. Neha has received advice and support from her parents every step of the way. She grew up in a little village in the Indian state of Maharashtra. Early in her adolescence, she and her family relocated to Mumbai, a bustling metropolis with a distinctive speed, dialect, and culture that was also a major center for employment. Although she found this shift difficult, she learned to persist.

Growing up in a proud Latin@ family in the East Los Angeles community, I vividly remember leaving both of my abuelas homes and the image of them accompanying me to the front porch and raising their hard-worked wrinkled hands to give me their blessing. “Que Dios te bendiga en tu camino / May God bless you on your way,” they’d say.