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#Commencement2022Boston College Commencement, 1965, Alumni Stadium. The event hasn't changed too much.Thomas Craven, class of 1917, kept a diary during his senior year, noted that June 4 was the “Harbor Trip” and a “Beautiful Day,” and included a brief account: "With 68 aboard we sailed down to Peddock’s Island where two ball games were held. After much delay we, hungry as bears, landed at Bass Point and had dinner at the Relay House. Some of the fellows had a “glorious” time with the kegs which were on board. After dinner we adjourned to the roller skating pavilion where a very rough party ensued. Our white overhalls were very needful here. We landed at City Point about 8 o’clock." This is a photo of Craven and friends on their class outing - wearing their “overhalls” and an interesting assortment of hats.Celebrating the accomplishments of the graduating nursing students of 1965, Dean Rita P. Kelleher (1908-2009) with students at the pinning ceremony at St. Ignatius.Follow us on Twitter!
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“A Terrible Beauty is Born”: The Easter Rising
The Easter Rising, the armed rebellion pitting the nationalist Irish Volunteers against the British military in the city streets of Dublin from 24 April – 30 April 1916, can rarely be discussed in public discourse without reference to W.B. Yeats’s … Continue reading
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Archives Diary: The Simplest Things from the John Wieners Collection
I have had to learn the simplest things last. Which made for difficulties. These lines written by Charles Olson (1910-1970) have been fixed in my brain since the first time I read the poem “Maximus, to Himself,” and it … Continue reading
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