I consider myself a sentimental person, especially when writing about what has been an integral part of my college career. When I first sat in The Hofstra Chronicle office in May 2023, listening to seniors...

I feel like I’ve been in college for all of two minutes. I graduated high school in June of 2023 – not even three years ago at the time of writing this. I have only been at Hofstra University for five...

   Well, the day has finally come! I cannot believe it. It’s hard to decide where to begin when writing a piece like this. I’ve seen so many versions of The Hofstra Chronicle since I first started...

I’d only been on Hofstra’s campus for about 48 hours when I joined the Chronicle. Freshly transferred and stuck among hundreds of freshmen during Welcome Week, I was eager to immerse myself in The College Experience (all capitals). I knew I had a knack for grammar rules, spurred by a childhood of voracious reading and editing my more mathematically-minded little sister’s high school essays. Copy was, genuinely, the only section I wanted to sign up for. Before I’d even attended a day of classes, I was on the team.

I have no idea how to begin my senior send-off. I’ll start off by saying that The Hofstra Chronicle was my first family at Hofstra. These four years really flew by faster than I ever could have expected.

The Chronicle is a weird, magical place. It’s a place where I’ve wanted to rip my hair out when articles came in past deadline or cry under the desk when InDesign thought it would be funny to crash before I had the chance to save A&E’s layout.

In fall 2018, I was a freshman just looking to get as involved at Hofstra as possible. Coming from the high school I did, joining clubs, being involved and showing school spirit was something that was more or less ingrained in me.

At my high school, we had a small newspaper called “The Voice.” It wasn’t the greatest, to be perfectly honest, with the year I joined being the year the school budget cut our ability...

Photo courtesy of David HenneWhen I joined the Chronicle during my freshman year, I wanted to be a journalist. I didn’t put much thought into why. I liked politics, I was good at writing and I...

A lot has changed in my life throughout my time at Hofstra. The one constant, though, has been The Hofstra Chronicle.

It’s ironic how much difficulty I’m having with beginning this send-off. As a journalism major, writing is what I’m supposed to be able to do with ease. Give me an album to review or a person to feature and I don’t struggle to write. But how do you write a goodbye to one of the best parts of your college experience?