Northeastern University - Cauldron Yearbook (Boston, MA)

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Sometimes you could look out your window and the sky was in- credibly clear, the clouds pausing sometimes above the buildings. And then there were al- ways convocations, and the rush to get back to the campus afterwards. Once in a while you had to admit, the speakers weren ' t that bad. You got something out of it, anyway. And ROTC was there too, and those Mi ' s, and you had to ke ep them clean because of your CO. Then, quite suddenly, you were up in front of the men, leading them, and, yes, telling them to get their rifles cleaned. Quite a turnabout. You were learning.

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And there was Boston too, and this was part of Northeastern, for we were part of the Hub. Meet me beside the clock at Filene ' s, became a common expression. And you walked around and discovered a city around you. There was the Copley library, the BPL right down the street, and the waiting for the books to come back: they were always Not on the shelf. The Museum of Fine Arts was next door and you went in. And you went back again and again. On the Charles there was the Esplanade, the lawns, the cool river. There were the summer concerts in the Hatch Shell. Closer to home, you ' d stop off at the drugstore and Connie would wait on you. She was always friendly, a smile for everybody. You ' d thank her, then walk back to school, back to homework, and homework, and more homework. si Wiiili- STfS]