Trained Graduate Students and Post Docs
Andrew P. Allen, Susan Anderson, Kristina Anderson-Teixeira, Ford Ballantyne, Alison Boyer, Michael Bowers, Gregory S. Byers, Jason Bragg, Jean-Luc Cartron, Gerardo Ceballos, Michael Cyr, Diane Davidson, Brian J. Enquist *Metabolic theory of ecology, Kristine Ernest, S.K. Morgan Ernest, Katrin Bohning-Gaese, William Gannon, Laura Gonalez-Guzman, Thomas Gibson, James Gillooly, Deborah Goldberg, Jacob Goheen, Qinfeng Guo, Alan Harvey, Lauraine Hawkins, Robert Holmes, Richard Inouye, Douglas Kelt, S.Kathleen Lyons, Katrina Mangin, Pablo Marquet*macroecology, Brian Maurer *macroecology, David Mehlman, Shahroukh Mistry, Jennifer Parody, Colleen Kelly, Jim Reichman*NCEAS, Michael Rourke, Dov Sax, Andrew Smith, Felisa Smith, Ursula Shepherd, Marian Skupski, Steven Sutherland, Robert Taylor, Katherine Thibault, Daniel Thompson, Hira Walker, Ethan P. White, Thomas Whitham, David Wright,
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