THE INDEPENDENT

Measuring CO2 with Machine Learning

AJ Repinski

How artificial intelligence could replace expensive measuring instruments.

Artificial intelligence seems almost inescapable in today's increasingly technology driven world. Deep learning models, such as OpenAI’s Chat GPT, have been at the forefront of public amazement and controversy since their mainstream introduction in late 2022. Today, Fort Lewis College students are discovering new ways that artificial intelligence can be used to reduce the costs...

Durango's Beloved Beaters

Morgan Smith and Sienna Reese

Fort Lewis College students will drive anything with four wheels! 

Whether cars are used to get to the slopes, back home or simply the grocery store, some Fort Lewis College students see their vehicle as the connection they have to the world outside of campus.  Take a look into the tales of five FLC students and their beloved beaters, to see the trust, love and tears that are put into owning an old car.    1999 JEEP...

The Old Fort Report

Kiiyahno Edgewater (Diné), Scout Edmondson, AJ Repinski, Derek Tippeconnie (Lenape)

Recognizing the past and reaching for the future of Fort Lewis College

On Tuesday Oct. 3, a group of Fort Lewis College students and faculty came together for the FLC Opportunities for Healing through Reconciliation Efforts event, held in the Center for Indigenous Research of Culture and Language to discuss a very troubling yet important topic: the release of History Colorado and FLC’s “Federal Indian Boarding Schools in Colorado, 1880-1920”...

Winter Wellbeing

Lisia Lucero

Losing light and losing time but not losing yourself

What is your definition of self care? Alita Lynch Alita Lynch, 18, first-year student: Lynch defines self care as time with herself that is free of worries and free of figuring out if she needs to do work. Kaneesha Bitsinnie Kaneesha Bitsinnie, 19, first-year student: Bitsinnie said she sees self care as taking care of your well-being and doing more than you...

My Friend Zoe

Mia McCormick

Acquainting Myself with Death.

I’m sitting at the base of a gnarled pinion pine tree in the middle of the woods behind the Bader-Snyder complex. It’s dark and the rain has been pounding the saturated soil relentlessly, but I am dry, and looking up at my protector, the arching branches that stretch around me like arms.  The smell of earth, wet bark and seeping sap mingle in my nose as I close my eyes,...

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