THERE’S NO PLACE LIKE HOME FALL 2011 ISSUE #26
PARKVIEW HOTEL—LATE CHECKOUT PER REQUEST :: TUNE INTO TOP 10 :: REFLECTIONS OF THE AMERICAN INDIAN :: FROM HOMELESS TO HOPEFUL :: REDISCOVER ARMORY SQUARE
Malena Diz :: Cover I’m definitely an artistic type. I took art classes all throughout school and practice it for fun whenever I get the chance. Art, along with other visual and performing arts became my main tools of self-expression. I’m currently majoring in fashion design in the College of Visual and Performing Arts, and have an ever-growing interest in choir, dance, and drama. Some of my work hints at my international background; I’m an Argentine, have lived in France, and was born in the U.S. I look forward in spending the rest of my undergrad years in Syracuse.
Gabrielle Hastings :: Center I grew up in Chicago, Ill., and have spent my whole life there. I’m a junior Communications Design major in the College of Visual and Performing Arts. I paint and illustrate, working mostly in oil, pen, and ink, and play guitar in my free time. When I’m not in Syracuse or Illinois, I spend my summers working in Kentucky for a non-profit that repairs homes for low-income families.
THERE’S NO PLACE LIKE HOME :: FALL 2011
Erica Murphy Editor-in-Chief
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Brandi Potts Victoria Pruitt Christina Ferraro Shayna Miller Lauren Nicholas Gabrielle Hastings
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Jr. Art Director
Social Media Director Assistant Editor
Tyler Poyant Meghan Patenaude Megan Dreisbach Megan Dreisbach Meghan Armstrong Brianna de Moll Sean Danz
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Zuly Beltre Hannah Gessler Kristie Cordon Kristin Parker Meghan Patenaude Deanna Smith Malena Diz
Eating a delicious meal at the Hilltop Deli (a nickname my brother and I gave to my grandparent’s house), lounging in my family room watching a Philadelphia sports game, and driving on the winding, middle-of-nowhere streets in Orefield, Pa.: that’s what I think of when reminiscing about home. But my physical home changed three years ago, and it took awhile to adjust. I lived in the same house for most of my life and I loved it. It was a little country cottage with brick walls, wooden beams, and a beautiful, tile-floored sunroom. I even painted a mural in my basement and kept adding to it as I grew up, migrated through friend groups, and experienced new things. Imagine my disappointment when my parents told me that I would be moving into a new home a few months before my high school graduation. I was afraid that after going to college, my new house wouldn’t feel like “home.” How could it when I was only going to be living there during the summer and winter breaks? But I soon realized that it wasn’t the house that mattered. I still felt at home, I still had my family, and I still had that comforting feeling of being in a cozy, familiar place. There are many people that don’t even have a home (page 28) and others are forced to live alone in a new place (page 14). For me, it doesn’t matter what structure I call home. I’ll always have the Hilltop Deli, Philadelphia sports, and a rural hometown of my own. This issue is all about the meaning of home and how people value it differently. Is it possible to lose your home or to move it around? Can home be a physical place, or is it just a feeling? Native American students and members of the SU community explore these ideas on page 20 and page 9. Through analyzing each story and thinking about home from different angles, 360 discovered that that there really is no place like home.
Erica Murphy Editor-in-Chief
mission statement :: Since its debut at Syracuse University in 1998, 360 Degrees has always strived to achieve a balance between tradition and change. Founded by Lanre Mayen Gaba as a new lens to view cuture, 360 Dregrees has a different focus, format, and feel than its predecessors. Through the years, the magazine has become a general interest publication with a cultual twist, dedicated to informing students about issues on campus, in the community, and in the whole world at large. disclaimer :: The views expressed in 360 Degrees are not necessarily those of the entire staff. 360 Degrees welcomes contributions from all members of the Syracuse University and SUNY-ESF community but retains the right to publish only material 360 Degrees deems acceptable to the publication’s editorial purpose.
6. TOP 10 SONGS THAT REMIND US OF HOME THERES NO PLACE LIKE HOME fall ‘11
Thoughts of home stir up feelings of happiness and comfort Here are 10 songs to take you back to that familiar place
7. HASHTAG # HOME
Syracuse friends old and new send their love from the Twittersphere
8. A MEMORABLE MIX
A student finds meaning in a homemade chocolate chip cookie
10. HOME SWEET HOME
The SU community reflects on the meaning of home
12. TEAM CRIBS: SPORTS EDITION
Four SU sports teams share their off-campus escapades
14. HOME ALONE
Do you dare live the single life?
16. MADE WITH CARE
Students go the distance with Habitat for Humanity
20. HOLDING ONTO HERITAGE
Native American students may not be far from home, but at SU they’re a world away.
24. GREAT SPOTS OUTSIDE THE ORANGE Venture downtown to rediscover Armory Square
28. AND THE AWARD GOES TO...
A Syracuse homeless shelter honors residents for taking steps towards improving their lives
32. NO RESERVATIONS
Parkview Hotel is one suite deal
34. OH THE PLACES YOU’LL GO
360 staff ditches The Hill for ideal places to call home
THERE’S NO PLACE LIKE HOME :: FALL 2011
TOP 1O SONGS THAT REMIND US OF HOME Thoughts of home stir up feelings of happiness and comfort. Here are 10 songs to take you back to that familiar place. “Welcome Home” by Radical Face Ben Cooper’s beautifully layered guitar strumming, handclapping, and howling feels like walking through a childhood home long after you’ve left. The chorus is just two words, but is enough to leave you with the type of nostalgia that can be both heartbreaking and comforting, much like returning home.
“Our House” by Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young This 1970 anthem of striving for the domestic life seems a bit ironic coming from a band that promoted the hippy, freelove mentality of the time. Still, Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young find themselves singing like they craved the tranquility of being in a comfortable place with the ones they love.
“To Build a Home” by The Cinematic Orchestra
“Home Is Where the Hatred Is” by Gil Scott-Heron Gil Scott-Heron’s meditation on drug addiction and past mistakes is a dark tale of when home is no longer a safe place to be. It’s the anthem for lost souls in desperate need of a new direction and place to call home.
“This is a place where I don’t feel alone. This is a place where I feel at home.” The words gently drift out of Patrick Watson’s lips over throbbing piano chords and a string orchestra, creating a rare form of soothing bliss.
“Coming Home” by Sharon Van Etten The Brooklyn-based indie folk songstress composed this song for the documentary “Woman’s Prison.” It is reminiscent of early Cat Power and conjures up those moments when all you want to do is stay at home in bed. “Home” by Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros The mismatched piano chords and whistling make this song sound like a bar ballad from the Old West, but the message is universal. It draws out a
words :: Hannah Simon illustration :: Sean Danz/Malena Diaz
“Coffee & TV” by Blur The upbeat guitar rhythm might fool you, but “Coffee & TV” describes that stage when you have become so disenchanted with the world that you just want to go home and surround yourself with the simple things in life: coffee, TV, and the one you love.
joyous sensation that pulses through your body when you are standing beside that one person who makes anywhere in the world feel like home.
“So Far Away” by Carole King Sometimes home can be more of a physical feeling than a tangible place. Perhaps when you have stayed in a place too long, it no longer feels like home. “So Far Away” is a sweet and sad ballad about missing what you no longer have.
“Love Vigilantes” by New Order The striking lyrics of this song read like a zombified modern war tale. A man returns home from war to his wife and child and discovers he died in battle from the telegram in his wife’s hands. The song ends with the soldier’s desire to see his loved ones after being “so alone.” “Homecoming” by Kanye West and Chris Martin If only we could all be as rich and famous as Kanye West and Coldplay frontman Chris Martin, who struggle in this song with returning to their forgotten hometowns after finding fame. The lyrics teach that the trip home may not always be what’s expected.
Syracuse friends old and new send their love from the Twittersphere
compiled by :: 360 Staff art :: Brianna de Moll
@RobRiccobono Robert Riccobono Syracuse is my home and always will be. #EndOfStory
@mkosoff Maya Kosoff i would do crazy things for a black bean hummus burrito with jalapeno feta salsa right now #centralPAgirlproblems
@jhrubin Jeff Rubin Forgot what it was like to be on a college campus at 1:00 am. lots of people struggling to walk home
@SyracuseDPS SU Public Safety As you’re getting ready to head out tonight, make sure you’re familiar with the bus schedule & shuttle # so you can get home safe & warm!
@bwilly1107 Bryan Wilson just booked my flight home for christmas. My wallet is bleeding now from the abuse it just took.
@kate_lanza Kathryn Lanza thinking about how the home I’m going back to isn’t the home I left or the home I’m used to #wherestherewindbutton #oneofthosemoods
@miketirico MikeTirico Thank you to @NewhouseSU students, faculty and our great #NFLnext10 panel. Proud to be part of the best comm school in America. @SyracuseU
@stephanie_spina Stephanie Spina can’t wait to go home and see my family, snuggle with toby on the couch, and watch elf an infinite amount of times. #littlekid
@bookwormshannon Shannon Scully Dear bed y you so warm? 2 classes then home for a giant nap #mustgetup
@TayeDiggs Taye Diggs Hopping on a plane for Syracuse University. Home coming weekend! Book signing and reading @ChocolateMe ! at my old stomping ground. Yup.
A student finds meaning in a homemade chocolate chip cookie words :: Christina Ferraro photo :: Kristin Parker
itting at the kitchen table, I count the chocolate chips one by one. I separate them into piles, seven chips in each. I banish my younger sister from the kitchen because she keeps disrupting the uniformity of the piles by sneaking chocolate chips into her mouth. As a 5-year-old, I am capable of contributing nothing more. I can barely see over the countertop where my grandmother and mother stand, adding a pinch of this and a dash of that into a big red bowl. And so, I count my chips. They disregard the recipe printed on the back of the Nestlé chocolate chip bag, instead adding ingredients strictly from memory. Chocolate chip cookies, a dessert staple, require special attention in my family. We take the process of baking these cookies quite seriously. Each ball of dough must be an inch thick and have seven chocolate chips in it. Never will you find us slapping pre-made
dough on a baking sheet, and throwing it in the oven for eight minutes or so. In my family, doing so would be scandalous. A few months later, in the summer before I turned six, my grandmother passed away after a long struggle with breast cancer. I watched her slowly slip away, before we lost her. I found her again in her chocolate chip cookies. My mother and I started using her recipe to make chocolate chip cookies more frequently. No longer
of chocolate chip cookies together until I left for college. Syracuse University decimated my oven options. Now I must choose between baking cookies in an open lounge in Dellplain Hall, or in a miniscule South Campus apartment kitchen. I decide on the latter because it exudes a slightly more “homey” vibe. My friends agree to bake cookies with me. Baking is considered an acceptable form of procrastination in college. They
We take the process of baking these cookies quite seriously. were they saved for holidays or special occasions. Flour coated our cheeks as we cracked eggs, melted butter, and mixed the dough. My sister took over my former task of counting seven chocolate chips for each cookie, while laughing alongside us. We baked multitudes
hope to forget about paragraph structure, physics formulas, and economic issues that pervade their minds every day, at least for a little while. I am baking chocolate chip cookies for a different reason though. I want to remember what it feels like to be home.
•1 cup butter, softened •1 cup white sugar •1 cup packed brown sugar •2 eggs •2 teaspoons vanilla extract •3 cups all-purpose flour •1 teaspoon baking soda •2 teaspoons hot water •1/2 teaspoon salt •1 bag semi-sweet chocolate chips
1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees Fahrenheit (175 degrees Celsius). 2. Mix the butter, white sugar, and brown sugar until smooth. Beat in the eggs one at a time, then stir in the vanilla. Dissolve baking soda in hot water. Add to batter along with salt. Stir in flour. 3. Create 1-inch wide balls of dough; add seven chocolate chips per ball of dough. Place on ungreased pan. 4. Bake for about 10 minutes in preheated oven, or until edges are nicely browned.
THERE’S NO PLACE LIKE HOME :: FALL 2011
THE SU COMMUNITY REFLECTS ON THE MEANING OF HOME compiled by :: Nicole Gorny illustration :: Malena Diaz
Irene Krebzdak :: Food Services Employee
Jacquelyn Micieli Voutsinas :: Teaching Assistant
When I think of home, I think of happy people gathering together. Moving around and changing physical homes throughout my life has had some effect on how I think of the word. I was born in Germany, where my dad was stationed in the military. I lived there until I was about 5 years old, and then my family moved to the U.S. I grew up here in Syracuse, but now live out in the country. No matter where I might be, when I see families or groups of friends being happy together, I think of home.
Whether it’s a physical place or a mental state, home is where I feel like I belong. I think the perception of home changes over time. For example, I have a physical childhood home in Long Island, N.Y. Although I still think of it as home, I’ve created new homes for myself the longer that I’ve spent away. Emotionally, I think the sense of feeling comfortable, or “at home” with oneself, changes over different stages of life, too. A high school student’s anxious feeling of not belonging might adjust as that person matures, so home within a mental space changes over time.
Meaghan Lane :: Freshman Home is where the heart is. To me, home means my actual house here in Syracuse with my parents, brother, and pets. In a different way, the city as a whole is home; and because I spent so much time on the SU campus when I was younger, the university itself is an extension of home as well. I grew up in Syracuse and I want to stay in the area after I graduate. Home is where I feel comfortable, and I feel comfortable here.
I’m a senior now, and with the more time that I’ve spent on campus and away from my family, home has become less and less of a physical place. —Eric DelNero
Daniel Buck :: Senior
Eric DelNero :: Senior
Virginia is home to me. I’ve lived in the same house all my life, and my family has been in the area for a long time. I’ve found that I associate more with the area as a whole since leaving. I love the Southern vibe, and I’ve realized this especially since moving north to Syracuse. It’s not that New York is all that different—although the drivers are definitely worse—it just isn’t home. So, in a more general sense, I’d have to say that home is where I have family and where I see people similar to myself.
In the broadest sense, home is where my friends and family are, and where I feel most comfortable. I’m a senior now, and with the more time that I’ve spent on campus and away from my family, home has become less and less of a physical place. I think I have two homes: one here in Syracuse and one with my family in Binghamton, N.Y. To some extent, I still feel like I’m at home while I’m at school, since Binghamton is only about an hour south of Syracuse.
Matthieu van der Meer :: Assistant Professor This is a difficult question, and I’ve thought a lot about it since leaving the Netherlands four years ago. I still had my apartment in Amsterdam when I first moved to Syracuse, so in the beginning home meant that apartment. After selling that residence, my perception started to change. When I am in Syracuse, my house here is my home. When I go back to Europe, it surprises me how easily Syracuse disappears from my perception of home. It’s difficult to identify with one place and know where home really is. I sometimes feel a bit lost.
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team cribs: Four SU spor ts teams share their off-campus escapades
soccer If you’re looking for the rowdiest team house at Syracuse University, you might want to head over to the men’s soccer house. Chances are, you’ll find these guys causing trouble and hosting outrageous parties. Mark Brode, Jr., a junior living in the house, says, “A random girl walked into our house and started rapping, and we caught it all on video. It’s one of the most ridiculous party moments we’ve had. We still have no idea who she is.”
frisbee One night a year, the normally mud-soaked Ultimate Frisbee players at Syracuse University trade in their Under Armour and jerseys for dresses and suits, and gather at their team’s “classy house” for champagne and team bonding. While only the men’s Ultimate Frisbee players live there, this lively hub hosts events for both the men’s and women’s teams. Senior Susan Mihalick, a captain of the women’s team, says, “There is a sort of open door policy for all Frisbee players at the classy house.
words :: Shayna Miller illustrations :: Lauren Nicholas
The soccer house is home to three teammates. This is their first year living together, but they have been friends for a long time. Brode says he doesn’t like that it’s hard to get homework done in such a crazy house, but it’s in a great location. “It’s the perfect place for us to get together because it’s close to campus and the bars,” he says. But once Sunday hits, the party atmosphere settles. “Everyone on the team ends up at our place on Sundays and we all spend the day hanging out together and watching
football,” Brode says. The team also bonds by battling over friendly games of Madden or FIFA, arguing about leaning, or actually playing soccer.
We feel a sense of ownership even if we don’t all live there.” Mihalick also says the house is decked out with Frisbee features like discs on the walls, tournament victories, and team jokes. An indoor hot tub completes the house’s décor. While the teams are competitive and involved at SU, many students don’t know much about them. Mihalick says the sport is an intense mix between soccer, football,
lacrosse, and basketball. The dynamic sport is extremely team-oriented. The women’s team calls the experienced team members “sensais” and the newer members “sidekicks.” This system creates strong friendships and tight bonds among the players. Mihalick says the basic idea is that “fun times come with the Ultimate Frisbee teams.”
rugby Aggressive, ruthless, competitive, and physical: SU’s rugby team, The Hammerheads, are just that. But these players aren’t only passionate about the sport— they also love having a good time. It’s no coincidence that junior John Lechner says his best memory with his teammates is of a graduation party. The team held a boxing tournament using a giant blowup ring and oversized gloves. It might seem like this rambunctious crew would have
a disastrous living situation, but Lechner says it’s working out very well. Everyone is laid back and relatively clean. Lechner explained that although the sport draws them together, his roommates have much more in common than just rugby. The boys have a genuine love for “Blue Mountain State,” a TV comedy about college, sports, and partying. Lechner isn’t sure why they love it so much, but critics have compared the show to the movie “Animal House,” which might offer some insight into their appreciation.
ski The main floor of the ski house is a typical Syracuse home with a maze of rooms, creaky hardwood floors, and an eclectic charm. But the basement is another world. Every Thursday, it’s crammed with energetic students—red Solo cups in hand—ready for a game of beer pong and a memorable night. Senior Dimitri Killy, who attended his first Syracuse party freshman year at the ski house, now lives there. Originally from France, Killy says that he was interested in the ski house because of its fraternity-like social life. Although this is his first
year living in the house, he explains that he and his roommates know each other very well and feel united. He says he couldn’t be happier about his decision to live there and that his only regret is not moving in sooner. According to Killy, the best part about living in the ski house is that he gets to party in his own place. However, it’s also the worst part, he says, because the house has a throwdown every single week. Thursday night parties are inevitable, and Killy says that no matter what, when people show up, the house is always ready for a party.
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HOME ALON e Do you dare to live the single life? words :: Kevin Belbey illustration :: Meghan Dreisbach
he 2011 movie “The Roommate” depicts the worst college living situation. With the tagline “2,000 colleges. 8 million roommates. Which one will you get?,” it portrays fears about random student housing. At Syracuse University, freshmen have the option of choosing their roommates beforehand, but the majority enter alone into the process. While not every roommate turns out to be a psychotic killer like the one in the movie, the most common fear for incoming freshmen is that they won’t be able to get along with their roommate. But for SU freshman Evan Weston, a crazy roommate was the last thing on his mind—he had something different to worry about. “Most kids are afraid of not liking their first friend,” Weston says. “Because I was placed in a single, I was afraid of not making one.” In the summer, when Weston received his housing packet, he absent-mindedly checked off the single room option if it was available. Knowing that most singles are reserved for upperclassmen, he never thought he’d actually get one. When he found out he was placed in a single in Sadler Hall, Weston knew he’d be facing a unique challenge. “The first week was hell,” Weston says. “I’m not an extrovert. I’m not the guy that goes out there and knocks on everyone’s door. So it’s been a little tougher for me to make friends and find a social group where I’m comfortable.” Once he adjusted to life on campus, Weston branched out and got involved with the
student media. As a broadcast and digital journalism major, he became a member of both CitrusTV and the Z89 radio station. “I’ve really fallen in love with those two places,” he says. But he admits he still feels lonely and wishes he had that automatic companionship a roommate provides. “I can entertain myself, but it gets boring,” Weston says. “You want to get out of the room but then there’s no reason … and you fall into this
fully overcome the isolation. He’s still struggling to find a consistent group of friends he can hang out with, but he’s confident getting involved at SU will help him find it. “I’m still trying to find that base. The people [in the student media] here have been incredible, and I’m trying to get as involved as I can. If I didn’t get involved, I’d probably go insane from boredom,” Weston says. “You definitely have to venture outside, talk to friends
MOST KIDS ARE AFRAID OF NOT LIKING THEIR FIRST FRIEND. BECAUSE I WAS PLACED IN A SINGLE, I WAS AFRAID OF NOT MAKING ONE. —Evan Weston
rut where you are just lying there watching “South Park” reruns on your computer for six hours and not doing anything.” However, Weston is also the first one to admit there are definitely benefits of living in a single. For instance, he didn’t have to worry about who his roommate would be. “I love, love, love that I don’t ever have to bother with someone else,” Weston says. “It’s my space.” Weston adds that it’s the freedom of the single that he enjoys the most. “If I don’t feel like throwing my laundry in the hamper, I can throw it on the floor. And no one can say anything because it’s my room,” Weston says. “I can play music at 1 a.m. and no one minds.” While Weston says he has expanded his social circle since arriving in Syracuse, he hasn’t
of friends, and meet new people. I’m still working on it.” Looking back, Weston feels that living in a single wasn’t the worst thing because it forced him to go outside of his comfort zone and introduce himself to people. He also says that he wouldn’t mind living in a single again next year, because by then he expects to have a defined group of friends. For incoming students considering the single life, he has advice: “It really depends on the type of person you are,” he says. “If you enjoy your alone time but can reach out to people, then a single isn’t a bad idea. But if you’re someone who needs a push to make friends, then I would definitely advise having a roommate.” Even if your roommate could turn out to be a psychotic killer? “Definitely worth the risk,” Weston jokes. “Absolutely.”
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SU students go the distance with Habitat for Humanity
words :: Kirstie Pena illustrations :: Tyler Poyant
drenaline is high: two days of driving, new friendships, car games, and the opportunity to contribute to a community in need seems like the perfect holiday getaway. The Syracuse University and State University of New York College of Environmental Science and Forestry chapter of Habitat for Humanity (H4H) meets in early January in Syracuse for its alternative winter break trip and makes the 24-hour journey to New Orleans. “The reason we drive, instead of fly, is that it creates a bonding experience and encourages everybody to meet,” says chapter president Maureen “Mo” Finn. “The car ride provides a great foundation for the friendships that grow stronger throughout the week.” This January, the H4H chapter will head to New
Orleans again for their sixth annual trip. The students spend five days in “The Big Easy”: four working on job site, and the other exploring the area, often in the company of students from other H4H chapters. Of course, the excitement of meeting new people and traveling to unfamiliar places is disrupted by the tragedy that struck their host city. “Last year we had a guy who lived in the Lower Ninth Ward show us around,” Finn says, referring to a neighborhood in New Orleans devastated by Hurricane Katrina in 2005. “We saw the levee, where it broke, and a ton of the houses that still haven’t been touched since the hurricane. That’s an incredible experience to see and hear the story from
people and they help bring fun to all aspects of the job,” Finn says—even back in Syracuse. Douglas Morrison, the H4H chapter advisor since 1996, says last year about 25 students traveled to New Orleans during winter break, and this year at least 25 students will go again. “A lot of communities want us back because we are very helpful and we fit so well,” Morrison says. Morrison teaches Introduction to Sociology and encourages his students to do 20 hours of community service, which can be achieved through alternative break trips and other H4H programming. For Finn, involvement with H4H started her first day on campus. She participated in a pre-orientation program called “Build Your First Year,” where students worked with H4H for four days. “I fell in love with H4H during the program,” she says. “Then I became co-executive director last semester, and here I am.” In addition to the winter break service project, H4H
CHANCELLOR NANCY CANTOR IS A HUGE SUPPORTER. SHE GIVES $20,000 A YEAR TO US [H4H], AS LONG AS WE BUILD ONE HOUSE A YEAR NEAR THE CONNECTIVE CORRIDOR. -Douglas Morrison
someone who lived through it.” While members of H4H take their role seriously, they also make time to enjoy the experience, according to Finn. During trips, they relax around bonfires and explore the city. “The members are an incredibly fun group of
offers students many other opportunities to get involved. It focuses its efforts in the city of Syracuse, an important reminder to their peers that substandard housing exists in places not hit by natural disasters. For instance, H4H and the Syracuse Habitat
for Humanity builds homes in the Syracuse West Side neighborhood along the Connective Corridor route, with Chancellor Nancy Cantor’s encouragement. “[The Chancellor] is a huge supporter,” Morrison says. “She gives $20,000 a year to us, as long as we build one house a year near the Connective Corridor.” The houses are built for local residents who go through an application process with the Syracuse Habitat for Humanity. To qualify, applicants must be currently living in substandard housing, meet certain income standards designated by the U.S. Department of Housing and Urban Development, and have the ability to pay a mortgage. “It’s a pretty intense and thorough process, but the affiliate will select a family who will buy the house,” Finn says. After being chosen, the family begins the real work. Syracuse Habitat for Humanity requires that the family participates in a training course in homeownership, maintenance, and continued home care, and completes at least 300 hours of volunteerism to ensure commitment to the project, according to its website.
After the typical seven to eight months it takes to complete the house, the build-team and the family celebrate their efforts at a house dedication ceremony. Members from the community and SU also attend to see the homeowners receive the keys to their new home. “It’s always fun to meet the family at the house dedication,” Finn says. In order to help these families, H4H needs funding. The campus chapter can’t start building its next house until it raises $50,000 to $70,000. Because the goal is to fully fund and build a house each year, H4H needs all the help it can get to reach
its target. “So far we’ve been very successful in that goal, and we hope to continue on with that,” Finn says. In the past, H4H members acquired funds through letterwriting campaigns, grants, and the annual fall Shack-A-Thon. During the highly visible event, student organizations united on the Quad to raise awareness of affordable housing and substandard living situations in the country. Organizations raised $500 to participate, and members build makeshift shacks from materials provided by H4H, according to Morrison. Two volunteers from each organization must inhabit their group’s shack at all times over the course of three days and two nights. In October 2011, H4H raised approximately $6,000. When H4H is between projects, members volunteer at a local Syracuse Habitat for Humanity job-site in progress, or work to educate people about the housing issues here in Syracuse. Building a house locally each year may seem like a small contribution, but it’s no easy task. With no sign of stopping, H4H proves to be a powerful force on campus and a positive reflection of the University across the country.
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I was inspired by the idea of showing up at home and not knowing what youâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;ll find. In this piece I played with the idea of trying to reign in the family when things get a little crazy. â&#x20AC;&#x201D;Gabrielle Hastings
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holding onto heritage
Native American students at SU work to foster understanding of their culture words :: Melia Robinson illustrations :: Gabi Hastings/Lauren Nicholas
n her nonfiction-writing workshop this semester, Kristin Groff writes of the colonization and assimilation of the American Indian. Groff, a junior English and textual studies major from the Tonawanda Seneca Nation, says the hardest thing about the class is getting her peers to understand the themes in her work. She particularly struggled with a short story
she wrote about a former U.S. policy designed to “civilize” the indigenous people. In the 1870s, the government began forcibly removing Native American children from their homes and placing them in boarding schools. There they studied English and European concepts, and were made to convert to Christianity. School teachers cut off the children’s
hair and disciplined them for speaking their native language. In some cases, children endured physical and sexual abuse as punishment for practicing Native culture. They were taught to be ashamed of their identity. Groff’s grandmother was one such child. After Groff explained the plotline of her story to the class, one female student spoke up
and said that never actually happened here. “I just looked at her, and I didn’t know what to say,” Groff says. “I didn’t know how to look at her and say, yes it did. It was legal policy here. This happened. It happened to my grandmother. You can’t tell me it didn’t happen.” Native students like Groff face widespread ignorance about their history and culture at Syracuse University, despite its location just a few miles from the Onondaga Nation. Few realize that SU is in the
in the last five years, Groff was surprised by the lack of Native presence. Through the Haudenosaunee Promise Scholarship, approximately 60 students from the Mohawk, Oneida, Onondaga, Cayuga, Seneca, and Tuscarora nations are currently enrolled— contributing to the 140 Native student total—according to the assistant director of the Native Studies Program. Still, some Native students feel invisible at SU. In the few and far between instances of recognition, they encounter
People are quick to assume that all Natives come from reservations, however, twothirds of the Native population live in urban settings, according to a 2006 Public Agenda study. The stereotypes vary in offensiveness, and the Native students have heard them all: they wear feathers, animal skins, and face paint; they hunt and gather their resources; they have drug and alcohol problems; and they live off welfare money and casino earnings. Based on
I’ve always grown up with people not knowing, not understanding, and I’ve always had to explain. —Kristin Groff capital of the Haudenosaunee, an alliance of six indigenous nations more commonly known as the Iroquois Confederacy. For many Native students, the lack of awareness reinforces their sense of bitterness over the desecration of their culture by the U.S. government in past centuries. Growing up biracial, Groff planted one foot in Native tradition and the other in American culture. She bounced back and forth between the reservation and her white, paternal grandmother’s house. She also attended public school five minutes outside the Nation. Groff grew accustomed to cultural whiplash. But at SU, where the Native student population has grown exponentially
outlandish stereotypes about Native people, Groff says. “You would not believe how many people think we still live in tepees—especially up here, where we’ve never lived in tepees. We always lived in longhouses,” says Groff, referring to the wooden structures indigenous people of the Northeast inhabited. Cree Stevens, a junior child and family studies major, says the tepee question is the first thing she’s asked when she tells people she’s Native. “If you’re going to try and stereotype us, do it right!” Stevens jokes. Members of the Native American Students at Syracuse (NASAS) say that ignorance of Native culture at SU manifests as thoughtless acceptance of clichés and derogatory depictions in pop culture.
some pop culture depictions, Natives resemble the savage and uncivilized antagonists of John Wayne’s Western films, or the deeply spiritual and romanticized heroes of “Dances with Wolves.” Even the flattering stereotypes are damaging, because they limit the scope of the vastly diverse Native identity, according to participants of the Public Agenda study. “People are always putting stereotypes on me,” Groff says. “People know Sacagawea. They think they know Pocahontas, but they really just know the Disney movie… And they don’t go any further into [understanding] unless they’re taking a Native studies class.” Ira Huff, a junior English and textual studies major from Tonawanda Seneca, near Buffalo, N.Y., feels the sting of
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Know Your Neighbor Catch up on the basics of Native American history and culture with our 360 Glossary
Haudenosaunee—Meaning “People of the Longhouse,” the name refers to an alliance of six Native American nations in the Northeast Longhouse—Extended families traditionally lived together in a wooden house, stretching 80 to 100 feet in length; today they are used as venues for civic and ceremonial celebrations Nation—Though some Native people may refer to their land or people as a tribe, many prefer the term “nation,” believing it demands greater respect Reservation—Land set aside by the U.S. government for Native use; historically acquired through treaties in exchange for original landholdings Clan—In addition to nations, Native people also belong to clans, an abstract extended family determined by the mother’s lineage Turtle Island—The continent of North America. According to Haudenosaunee oral history, the land grew from a mound of dirt on the back of a turtle Tepee—Not applicable in the Northeast
ignorance when he walks by the statue of the Saltine Warrior, SU’s former mascot, outside Carnegie Library. He feels disrespected when he sees a copy of “The Onondagan,” the SU yearbook that is unaffiliated with the Nation. These images borrow from Native culture in a way that students cannot proudly take ownership of, according to Huff. “Sometimes it’s like we don’t feel welcomed here,” says Huff, adding sarcastically, “How do we expect to be when modern culture has no use for us … except for movie characters and mascots?” Stevens, Groff’s roommate, says non-Natives often overlook these subtle instances of racism. “It’s little things that you [as a Native person] would notice, but no one else would,” Stevens says. “And they really do add up.” The lack of recognition on campus can be incredibly frustrating for some Native students, who say that nonNative people aren’t meeting them halfway in building mutual understanding. Stevens vividly remembers her first few weeks at SU, when she made the turbulent transition from life on the Cattaraugus
Indian Reservation to life as a misunderstood minority. She was readily open to sharing her Native culture with those who showed an interest, but was met with apathy. “When I met my floor, I was like, ‘Yeah, I’m Native.’ They were just like, ‘Oh.’ And they looked away,” she says. “I don’t know, I felt like I was always on the outside. I was never ‘in’ with the white people.” This sense of awkwardness made Stevens retreat into the Native student community at SU, where she felt understood. Other Native students share that frustration. Groff, who had the unfortunate experience of having to convince her classmate that the U.S. government forced Native children into boarding schools, says she often wonders why students and faculty here don’t already know about Native history and culture, considering SU’s proximity to the Onondaga Nation. Since she attended a predominately white high school, frankly, she’s exhausted by the ignorance. “I’ve always grown up with people not knowing, not understanding, and I’ve always had to explain,” Groff says. “I realize there’s not a big [Native] population in this class, but we’re in the middle of Onondaga territory. It didn’t make any sense to me.”
In order to correct the insensitivities toward Native culture, NASAS members first attempt to trace the roots of ignorance. Some students believe that non-Natives are purposefully uninformed, so as
the state-dictated American history curriculum. “We get, maybe, a couple pages in the textbook. … And that’s it,” says Huff, who remains pessimistic. “Why would they want to admit
The disinterest in learning about Native culture, rather than the ignorance, is what pains Native students most. not to create tension or validate the grievances committed by the U.S. government against Native people. Examples can be seen in boarding schools, broken land treaties, and a string of massacres dating back to 1492 when Christopher Columbus made contact with the indigenous people. Others blame the U.S. education system for largely glossing over Native history in
to this history of abuse and marginalization?” As president of NASAS, Huff hopes to increase the group’s exposure on campus to foster curiosity and eventually build understanding. The group took to the the Quad on Columbus Day, handing out free T-shirts that said “Celebrating indigenous survival since 1492,” and held a social that night to demonstrate
traditional Native dances for outsider audiences. NASAS celebrated Native Heritage Month in November by holding a student-led seminar on Native identity and bringing guest speakers to campus. Groff, who became vice president of NASAS this semester, says despite the group’s efforts to reach out to non-Native students, few are responsive. According to Groff, the disinterest in learning about Native culture, rather than the ignorance, is what pains Native students most. Non-Native participation remains low at the group’s events, but members continue to reach out. Groff says the responsibility of mending Native relations with non-Natives lies on their shoulders. “If we waited for them to make the first move, nothing would get done,” Groff says. “If we waited for them, we’d just be waiting.”
An Enduring Promise In the summer of 2005, Chancellor Nancy Cantor visited the Onondaga nation and presented a proposition to the Haudenosaunee chiefs. She described a vision that allowed any Native person who lives on a reservation and qualifies academically to attend SU for free. The Haudenosaunee Promise Scholarship was born, and covers tuition, room and board, and other fees. The scholarships are unlimited in number.
The Promise instills a sense of pride in the Haudenosaunee people, according to Regina Jones, director of the Native Studies Program, and it has Native children considering college a viable option for the first time. “This is something that I’ve always wanted to share with the chancellor,” Jones says. “That you don’t understand what it’s done to our territories. It’s transformed them.”
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OUTSIDE THE ORANGE
Venture downtown to rediscover Armory Square photos :: Deanna Smith words :: Daniel Hernandez
A Bite to Eat
Freedom of Expresso (144 Walton Street)
An invitation in the form of a witty moniker, you enter into a familiar yet new aroma. Itâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s a simple and utilitarian spot to grab some fresh coffee or baked goods when you head downtown.
Strong Hearts Café (719 East Genesee Street)
A great café is a staple of any city and Syracuse is no exception. Here you can find tasty vegan dishes, polite service, and a soothing atmosphere. The café is also a focal point for community services and events.
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XL Projects (307 South Clinton Street)
Attention to detail reigns supreme in this gallery space. The exhibition becomes a composition in and of itself. Check out the Sculpture Club Exhibition running until Jan. 8 that will feature the best creations from the Sculpture Club.
A Spot for Artâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s Sake
Spark for Art Space (1005 East Fayette Street)
Each exhibition is a reflection of hard work at this cozy gallery. Graduate students frequently contribute, making it the perfect space to be inspired or aspire to be your fellow peers.
Modern Pop Culture (306 West Jefferson Street)
Modern Pop Culture is a quaint boutique offering a wide selection of both vintage and modern clothing. New items are constantly infused into the selction, making for unique and valuable visits.
The Sound Garden
The Sound Garden (310 West Jefferson Street)
Need CDs for your new speakers, cool posters for your dorm room, or great movies for a lounge party? The extensive collection at the Sound Garden is both impressive and reasonably priced. The Sound Garden truly caters to all tastes.
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A Syracuse homeless shelter honors residents for taking steps toward improving their lives
GOES TO... words :: Erica Murphy illustrations :: Tyler Poyant
Stephen Harris hears his name. He stands up and makes his way to the front of the cafeteria. He waits, as praise for his service echoes around the room. Volunteering his time and getting involved with the Rescue Mission’s philanthropies are just a few reasons why Harris is receiving this honor. After a moving introduction, Harris takes the microphone to share his wisdom with the rest of the recipients and spectators. “I thank God for places like this,” Harris says. “His grace is in Rescue Mission.” On Oct. 19, Rescue Mission, a faith-based homeless and rehabilitation shelter, held its annual Hope Awards for homeless men and women in the Syracuse, Binghamton, and Auburn areas. The nonprofit organization opens its
food center for the occassion to honor its members for taking steps toward bettering their lives. Visitors would never guess that all other days the facility serves about 600 meals a day to struggling people and their families. Paul LaDolce, communications director for Rescue Mission, says the Hope Awards ceremony is the only time many of the residents are acknowledged for their efforts. “To know that you’re being recognized for making some progress encourages you to make more progress,” LaDolce says. “We give them a picture and a certificate – things they’ve never had, but little things that we take for granted.” For one night, the cafeteria was decked out in yellow and maroon tablecloths, decorative lights, festive centerpieces, and
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transformed into a classy restaurant. Some men sported crisp, button-down shirts, and spectators dressed in their best suits and dresses. Recipients and supporters shared tables and chatted about their successes at Rescue Mission. “These people have shown positive steps moving forward in life,” LaDolce says. “It’s important for them to share their stories in order to keep moving forward.” For Harris, the award comes at a defining moment in his life. He describes his journey getting to Rescue Mission and his time there as a constant cycle. His analogy starts at hitting the pavement. Then Harris has to pick himself up, get in an elevator, head to the top of a building, reach the edge, and jump off just to hit the pavement, get up, and do it all over again. Right now, Harris is ready jump. “In my life, I’ve experienced every facet of what you can do to hold on to your existence,” Harris says. “God’s the only thing that’s still there. I’m trusting him, I’m letting him control of my life.” While Harris used Rescue Mission to strengthen his faith, the organization does not force religion on anyone. All are welcome, regardless of religious affiliation. “We reach out to anyone, regardless if they don’t agree with us, or don’t have faith
at all,” LaDolce says. “But we reach out to them because our faith inspires us to do what we do every day.” Me’Shae Brooks-Rolling, a member of Rescue Mission’s board of directors, believes that
to getting into drugs, to being stuck in a desert out West, Harris feels his experiences have led him to a point where he can consciously help others. “I went through a lot of things in my life culminating
These people have shown positive steps moving forward in life. It’s important for them to share their stories in order to keep moving forward. —Paul LaDolce
a strong community presence and faith are what make Rescue Mission so special. “There’s a fusion between sharing the gospel of Christ and carrying out Jesus’ mandate to help the poor, giving Rescue Mission a practical application to the spiritual base,” Brooks-Rolling says. They’re working in tandem.” LaDolce says that without faith and God, Rescue Mission would not have its other amenities. But nonbelievers are still encouraged to use its other resources. The leaders want people to improve their situations and ultimately face life on their own. To make that happen, Rescue Mission offers workshops on what to expect from an interview, compiles lists of available jobs in the area, gives each resident a voice-mail box, and drives residents to job interviews or medical appointments. Through Rescue Mission, Harris is adding value to his life again. From going to jail,
to this experience,” Harris says. “With God in my life, it feels like the storms are grazing right over me.” With this new serenity, Harris began volunteering. Rescue Mission holds several charity events, operates discount stores in the area, and encourages members to get involved with each fundraiser. Specifically, Harris volunteered at “Ride for the Rescue,” an event where dedicated bikers completed a two to 62-mile race in order to raise money for the Rescue Mission. This year’s ride took place in July at the Syracuse Inner Harbor. Riders were greeted with cheers and a barbecued lunch at the finish. According to Rescue Mission’s website, the event raised more than $165,000. Even with this hefty contribution, Rescue Mission still has difficulty raising sufficient funds during tough economic times. Donations are decreasing, but the amount
of people that need help is increasing. Corey Kociela, director of programs, says that the economic hardships are definitely causing him stress. “It costs more money to help more people and that’s a struggle for any nonprofit,” Kociela says. “Whenever we have a struggle, we retool and try and use our resources in a different way.” Over the years, Rescue Mission has developed other ways to raise money, including Ride for the Rescue. It has “Walk a Mile in My Shoes,” an event to raise awareness for homelessness, “Click Away Hunger,” an online donation program, Thrifty Shoppers, local thrift stores, an auto donation program, and a homeless outreach program. Even with all these resources and opportunities, Kociela still sees Rescue Mission residents take years to figure it out and get back on their feet. “Sometimes it can be discouraging, but we’re not going anywhere,” Kociela says. “We keep pushing forward and hope something clicks.” Eventually there will be a success story, and Kociela says that cancels out the bad parts. During the winter, Rescue Mission’s homeless outreach program has greater importance. Because many of the homeless have addictions or mental illnesses, LaDolce says they may not realize how cold it is outside. The program volunteers drive a van to places where homeless people live and offer sandwiches, water, and support. Especially in
the winter, volunteers try to convince them to hop in the van and come back to the Rescue Mission. “Many of the homeless want to be alone and isolated,” LaDolce says. “But we continue to go back and show them that we care. Our hope is that they will come back with us so we can figure out how their homelessness got started.” The Hope Awards aren’t about the beginning; they’re about ending a difficult time and looking toward the future. Harris stood up front with his fellow recipients and looked out at his supporters and equals, proud of his accomplishments. At the end of the ceremony, the Syracuse recipients hung around for a group photograph. They assembled in two rows, with a Rescue Mission banner behind. Many of the men were unaccustomed to smiling, but when the photographer hit three, each recipient eagerly grinned, proud to show off his very own Hope Award.
NO RESERVATIONS words :: Jillian D’Onfro photo courtesy of :: Heather Siemienas
Whether your dreams came alive watching Zack and Cody on the Disney Channel or reading about Eloise’s romps through the Plaza, the idea of hotel living has always held a certain allure. Mix this with a bit of High School Musical, and you’re left with a handful of Syracuse University students living the dream at the ParkView Hotel. Junior musical theater major Heather Siemienas dishes on class camaraderie, late night song sessions, and how living in the ParkView was the best decision she ever made.
How did you end up living in the ParkView? I lived on South Campus last year and it was just too much, going back and forth from the Syracuse Stage. I actually don’t have any classes on main campus this year—they’re all at the Stage. Last year I had seen it advertised at Syracuse Stage on a little flyer, and I heard that
a lot of drama kids were going to live there. And honestly, it is hands down the best decision that I’ve ever made.
So, did you get the room through the University or the hotel? It’s through the University—it’s considered another dorm this year. The three bottom floors of the ParkView are just students. Obviously they took out the
hotel telephone in the room because we wouldn’t need that, but we still have the TV, which is really nice. Someone comes in once a week and cleans your shower, your toilet, and stuff like that. No complaints there.
What’s the actual room like? When you walk in, it’s basically just your average hotel room— you know, two double beds.
I do have a roommate who’s another drama major. Some people, just by the luck of the draw, have suites where they actually have a little kitchenette area with cabinets.
If you don’t have a kitchenette in yours, what do you do for food? It’s kind of mixed among people. I would say that I’m more of a rarity, because I have a meal plan. Having a car, I’ll go to Ernie Davis and I’ll take a to-go box so I have food for the next day, too. But a lot of people at the hotel just do the Off-Campus Meal Plan. It helps me feel like an actual student though, ‘cause I’ll go to Main Campus. Otherwise, I really wouldn’t have a reason to.
Do you interact much with the hotel staff? Mainly just running in and out of the door. But they also take care of our mail, so if we have a package, they’ll put a little note on our door. They’ve been really friendly and welcoming.
What about actual hotel guests? They try to keep the students and guests as separate as possible. I remember one time we got an email because people were studying on a guest floor, sitting in the hallway. So they try to keep us separate, but coming in and out, I’m running into guests all the time in
the little lounge area and in the restaurant. Sometimes I wonder if it deters anyone that there are students because I have heard patrons ask, “Are there students living here? What’s the deal with that?” But for the most part I think we’re pretty respectful, so it’s not a problem.
Any cool amenities come with living in Park View? It has its own gym, which is really nice. It’s small, but it’s got all the basic stuff you’d want. And there are two washers and two dryers in the basement. You do have to pay quarters for the laundry, but it’s so convenient. Whenever I’ve gone, there’s never been anyone else down there, so I’ve been able to do two loads at once, which is pretty nice.
What’s it like living with so many of your classmates? Honestly, it’s really nice. It is a lot of seeing the same people over and over, but at the same time, even for practicing purposes like for a class, it’s convenient that we’re living in a similar area. We have a camaraderie. Living on South Campus last year, I felt pretty isolated at times because other theater people either lived in BBB, which is the closest dorm to the Stage, or in the apartment complex across the street from the Stage.
So, you guys must make the hotel pretty musical, huh? Definitely. People practice in their rooms. Literally, there are four practice rooms at the Stage, and three of them are normally occupied by voice lessons all throughout the day. And we’re expected to come to our classes warmed up, ready to belt, and that’s not going to happen unless you’re vocalizing for 20 minutes before. So I hear people all the time practicing in their rooms. It’s pretty funny.
What’s one of the best things about being in the ParkView? There’s something so cozy about staying in a hotel. Even something as simple as the wall color and the lighting. There’s just this atmosphere. I really appreciate the warmth of being in—literally—a hotel, rather than a dorm room because it caters to guests and makes them feel comfortable. As a student living here 24/7, you get that sense of home and comfort.
Any downsides? Honestly, I really can’t think of any. I’ve been over the moon with this. I was very uncertain coming in here, but I really can’t even think of one complaint that I would have. It’s been really, really great.
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CHRISTINA RILEY If my future home could be anywhere, it would be wherever I could love and be loved. To me it's not just the physical location that constitutes home, but the people. So as long as I'm where that exists, I'd be in the most absolutely perfect place! MADELYN PEREZ I want to live in Baltimore: it’s a mix of Northern and Southern attitudes, with urban areas that have quaint, countrylike soul. My favorite place is the Inner Harbor at Christmas time: there are lights everywhere that reflect on the water and it’s not as cold as Syracuse. I love it. LIZ BORCHERT Going from N.J., to Syracuse, to summers in NYC and the Jersey Shore, I think it’s about time to get off of the East Coast. California is my next destination. It doesn’t matter where in Cali I end up, I just want to be somewhere that’s sunny all year around. CHRISTINA FERRARO My family has a condo on the beach in South Carolina, and down the street is the most perfect yellow house. It looks like it came straight out of Southern Living. If I could live anywhere in the world, it would be there. LAUREN STEFANIAK Northern California is the place for me; with its eco-friendly, carefree lifestyle and gorgeous, undeveloped coasts, I couldn’t see myself anywhere but on its rocky shores. An East-Coaster at heart, I’ll miss the bustle of city living, but it’s nothing I’d trade for a future in NorCal. HAILEY TEMPLE I would love to live in Southern California because I love San Francisco and Napa Valley. Life there is so relaxing and the weather is beautiful all the time. Plus, I would be near Silicon Valley, so I could be right up in the action with Facebook and other social networking sites... I am an IT major, so that would be my dream!
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ERICA MURPHY With a world that’s so hectic and stressful, time to relax and enjoy life is a must. Atlantis in The Bahamas is the perfect place to forget about my worries,explore a new culture, and work on my tan. I could totally live with being pampered in paradise for the rest of my life. BRANDI POTTS I wouldn't just choose one place to live. I'd travel the world with my family. Hell, I'd live in hotel rooms for the rest of my life if it meant seeing the world with the people I love. Each place I'd stay would be a piece of my home and have a piece of my heart. MELIA ROBINSON It’s a cliché, but I want to spend the rest of my life in New York City. When I’m feeling overwhelmed, I think about the early morning sprints through Grand Central Station and the obnoxious mobs of tourists. The city is a whirlwind, but I can’t wait to be caught in it. VICTORIA PRUITT I’d love to live in Barcelona, Spain. I fell in love with the large city that seemed more like a beach town and had an eclectic vibe that made it feel homey. History, scenery, and hot Spanish men. It doesn’t get any better than that. KAYLA CALDWELL My family is originally from Ireland. I really love how inviting, warm, and welcoming the people are. A person once crossed the street to help me with directions because they thought I looked confused. Plus, my pasty-white skin wouldn’t be so out of place for once, and that’d be nice. SHAYNA MILLER I would live in Italy. The architecture is beautiful, the views are stunning, the beach is nearby, and it has delicious food and wine! On the other hand, California is where I belong. I know that no matter where I go, I will always end up back with my family in the place that I call home.
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