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The SMCC Beacon
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I, MADDIE WORLD by Maddie Sullivan
Letter to the Editor By Michelle Kapschull Dear Celina, I think you are super swell. You’re an incredibly cool person and a pretty rad editor. I thoroughly enjoy working with you. And […]
Scratching the Surface on Twitch
By Celina Simmons One thing I don’t like is the DJ the school hires. The DJ has computer in front of him/she and him/she can’t beatmatch by ear or on the computer. […]
We Have A Winner… Actually, Three Winners
By the Beacon Staff All it took was between two and five minutes for three students to positively identify SMCC President Joseph Cassidy in last weeks: Find Joe Cassidy Contest. The Beacon […]
The YSCC Playoffs Start at SMCC
The Beacon Sports Staff As you are reading this the first round of the Yankee Small College Conference 2019 Championship playoffs have been played and, well you know the story: hopefully both […]
The SeaWolves Mustangs Showdown SeaWolves Men, Lady Mustangs sweep opponents
The Beacon Sports Staff Two weeks ago, as the Yankee Small College Conference (YSCC) season was finishing up and playoff seeds were still being resolved, the best small college basketball rivalry in […]
Our Students: Michelle Kapschull
By Liam Woodworth-Cook I sat down, via the web, to conduct an interview with a fellow student and wonderful member of the Beacon, Michelle Kapschull. To give a brief summary of who she […]
The SeaWolves Regular Season Comes to an End Teams take three out of four
By the Beacon Sports Staff The SeaWolves basketball squads finished out the regular season on the road traveling to Randolph, Vermont to take on the Knights of Vermont Tech. They then returned […]
A Place That Time Forgot
By: Jessilyn Rich The air felt stiff and musty, clinging to the air like a tart’s perfume on the bed sheets in the morning. The moisture sat on my lungs, squashing out […]