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Submitted By: Patricia Bulman  Maiden Name: Finigan
On November 14, 2006 at 07:16 PM
We had the time of our lives living out characters on the stage of Collins Hall and selling tickets in the cafeteria in our costumes. We put on some shows of significance with the guidance of our advisor Professor Ron Grinnell and David Bossio direct.......
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Submitted By: Walt Evans
On May 23, 2007 at 04:32 PM
I guess I am now considered one of bygone heads because my graduation year '67', is not in the pulldown for 'year graduated'.  Anyhow, it was 1967 and at the time the VietNam war was staring many of us in the face, along with the likelihood of b.......
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Submitted By: Art Furtado
On December 04, 2006 at 05:58 PM
     The Art department at Boston State College in 1965 - 1969 was a pleasure to work with at many levels. The instruction was very professional and challenging if you were a serious student of the visual arts. We were blessed wit.......
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Submitted By: Patrick Holden
On June 15, 2007 at 02:27 PM
I was interested in Politics and wanted to work with the Student Government.  During my Freshman year while enquiring about positions, I was informed there was no Vice-President running and that elections were coming up. I managed to get people.......
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Submitted By: William Crowe
On July 26, 2007 at 03:14 PM
As I approach retirement (beginning my 39th year as a librarian), I have been recalling more about my time at Boston State (1964-1968), especially with some of the faculty, notably George Beeke Levy and William Tinkham, both in History, and both very.......
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Submitted By: Thomas Lovely
On September 03, 2007 at 11:01 AM
It was before the Beatles. It was before the Vietnam War. It was more like the '50's era. I was a pimply-faced kid who must have weighed 120 pounds soaking wet. Talk about naivete.  About the second day at the school, I go down to the cafeteria. And .......
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Submitted By: Lola Heiler-Stillman  Maiden Name: Heiler
On January 03, 2008 at 11:14 PM
It was a cold evening one January when my five-year-old daughter and I first met Cricket in the Boston State Cafeteria on Huntington Ave. Cricket didn't have a name at the time. It seemed like she didn't have a home either.  As fate would have it, we.......
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