By Alexa Binkowitz
Editor in Chief
In the fall of 2015, you would have been able to find me in Professor Kabak’s CM211 class, News Writing and Reporting, every Tuesday at 11:00 a.m. It would be pretty safe to say that my journalism career actually began in that classroom.
While that all feels like 600 years ago as I write this today, it has really only been about 969 days since I sat in that class sophomore year.
Before I knew it, I went from being 17 and coming to college across town from my high school, to now being 21 and graduating with a degree in Media Arts from a place I’ve been lucky enough to call my second home.
In the months before I came to Sacred Heart, I resented the idea of coming here because all the people I knew in high school thought it was lame to be going to a school in the town I already lived in.
What made that pressure even worse was that my mom worked here (hey, mom) and I thought I was going to be trapped at a school where my mother would be watching over my shoulder and I’d be able to see my house from the roof of Roncalli Hall.
However, 3 years, 8 months, and 1 day from my first day of college, I realized that I couldn’t have been more wrong about what my experience here would be like.
I’ve met some of the most amazing people, done some really incredible things, and overall I have become a more open-minded and optimistic person.
So, with this being my last editorial ever, there are some people I’d like to thank for helping me get this far.
First, thank you to my parents for ignoring my teenage stupidity about college choices, supporting all my endeavors, and encouraging me to be the best version of myself every single day. I wouldn’t be the person I am today without you both.
Thank you to the Office of Undergraduate Admissions, specifically Rob, Caroline, and my fellow student ambassadors for teaching me to speak without saying “um” so much, for putting me on every Q&A panel possible, and for allowing me to make lasting memories with prospective families over the last few years. I also appreciated the opportunity to put my extensive SHU-clothing collection on display.
Now, to the reason why I have so much SHU clothing—thank you to the SHU bookstore for not only employing me but also for putting me in the same place as my amazing coworkers and for making me terrified of cash registers. I’ll hold my three years of getting between Long Island moms throwing t-shirts across the room close to my heart forever (justice for the staff kids).
To all my friends, from the beginning of Suite 102 in CWC and beyond, thank you for sticking with me for this long. We’ve had some incredible laughs and memories that I will carry with me for the rest of my life. You have all made me a better person just by being around.
And finally, to the staff of the Spectrum—thank you for being patient through these 22 issues. I know it’s hard sometimes, but I wouldn’t have been able to do any of this without all of you. Special thanks to the managing and graphics staff, and of course, the reigning Photo Queen, Missy. The office will truly be a boring place next year without you, I’m sure of that.
Professor Kabak, thank you for believing in me and giving me this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I hope we made you proud this year.
To next year’s editorial board, I wish you the best of luck always. Victoria, as my successor, I know you will be absolutely amazing. I wouldn’t have wanted anyone else to take my place, and your ambition is truly inspiring. I know you’ll all do fantastic things, both with the Spectrum and in all of your future endeavors.
My four years here at SHU have been nothing short of incredible. I will hold all of these memories close to me for the rest of my life, and I’m so happy that I’ll always be able to call this place my second home.
So, for the final time, I’d like to thank you all for reading, and for giving myself and the Spectrum staff your support this year. Now I can simply be a Spectrum reader from afar, and I am so grateful and proud to have had this experience. Thank you all a million times over.