Northeastern University - Cauldron Yearbook (Boston, MA)

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Walking through the Fen- way you came upon the Gardner Mu- seum, the palace home that repre- sented Boston at its height, and you wondered what you would have done back in those days. f vm»3flfl. ' »rv Down the street was Sym- phony Hall, and for 60 cents you could see the Boston Symphony on Friday afternoons. You cut class, but it was worth it. You were developing, learn- ing. Downtown, the gold- domed Statehouse. After awhile you ' d walk right by it, an experienced ur- banite, but Bullfinch had done a pret- ty good job. The poli-sci majors knew everything that went on beneath the dome and they talked long and loud in the Commons. You just listened, and you learned.

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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]

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Mass meetings were held by every class and they were poorly at- tended by every class, but the oppor- tunity was there, you were free to go or not to go. They let you decide. And, thank God for the Greenleaf Building: our one blessing of ivy was abundant there.