A love letter to New England winter Reply

By Michael Bueno – Opinion Editor

Goodbye winter, old friend. I’m going to miss the quiet frosty mornings where I see my breath while the fresh layer of snow blows off the covered pine trees. Not many reap the joys of winter as much as they should, often times complaining after the second or third snowfall.  More…

Understanding homelessness Reply

By Ryan Fitzgerald – Co-Editor-in-Chief

A few weeks ago I was walking the streets of Boston when I noticed a mother and son standing next to a homeless man. The mother was leaning over talking to the man while her son held a pizza box to the man offering him to take it. When the man reached and took the pizza, you could see the gratitude on his face. The man could have had a mental illness, could have been an alcoholic, or maybe a drug addict. I do know that he is a human though, just like all homeless people, and all of us. More…

Are we actually afraid of clowns? Reply

By Seán McGlone – News Editor

I remember watching an episode of “Goosebumps” called “Night of the Living Dummy” when I was young. Slappy, a ventriloquist’s dummy, came to life and terrorized the children who tried to play with him. From that point on, I was terrified of ventriloquist dummies. For years I would freak out whenever I saw dummies in movies like “Dead Silence,” a 2007 thriller about a murdered ventriloquist who’s ghost still haunts where she lived. However, after several years, I started to fear them less and wonder about them more. Even today I still think it would be fun to learn ventriloquism. More…

Editor’s corner: I never would have thought Reply

By Kayli Hertel – Managing Editor 

All my life, I have loved history. I can even pinpoint specific moments throughout my life when I was a little too enthusiastic about assignments from elementary school all the way through term essays and research papers in college. However, one moment recently stuck out to me from the seventh grade. Like most students, I took an American history class, but unlike most students, I was constantly raising my hand to add historical information to the lesson plan.

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For old times’ sake Reply

By Tristan Davis – Features Editor
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My cousin and I were what you’d call “renegade trick-or-treaters.” For those of you unfamiliar with the term, it refers to someone who uses a pillow case to hold their candy instead of one of those wimpy plastic buckets sold at CVS. It means never really having an official costume, but a genuinely scary rubber mask that molded to our faces while we donned a black hoodie and black sweatpants. There was no curfew on our Halloween; just candy. Lots and lots of candy.

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