16 April 1971 / Sam Patch
30 April 1971 /Washington Peace March

23 April 1971 /End of Winter

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The time has finally come. I hereby declare the entire city of Boston a free-of-winter zone. I realize, what with the snow and all which occurred last week, that this is a risky business.

But even the magnolias have decided that it is finally time to bloom, and since the ice has long since departed from the Charles, it is probably safe to call an official halt to winter.

Just in time too! It would be a real shame to have -summer get here without any spring at all in between.

It being spring of course, a young man's fancy turns, (in order) to his finals, his summer job, his love, and peace rallies.

The first two of course, we all share; most of us even manage to pick up on the third; Now the peace rallies are another matter entirely. The Tech is sending a compliment of their reporting talent. WTBS will also be having pretty extensive coverage of the events in Washington tomorrow, in a more real-time mode.

(The Tech coverage will be necessary, of course, to provide appropriate analysis of the why as well as the what.) This reporter, although a freshman, must admit a little bit of revulsion towards the apathy in connection with peace activity which seems to be running rampant across the campus. If the prevailing MIT attitude is shared nationally, there might be some trouble in getting a turnout of 200,000 in Washington tomorrow.

In the groups that I know about, many people who willingly went last year have no thought of going. "It's no use," "It won't do any good," they say. Frankly, if enough people say "It won't do any good," then it won't. Get down to D.C. and try.

Two of my friends joined me to view a performance of The Effect of Gamma Rays on Man-in- the-moon Marigolds, also sometimes known simply as Marigolds.

" Since I am not the official Tech reviewer of the play, I will limit myself to a few personal comments: I found it fraught with meaning, well performed, and thoroughly enjoyable. There was much of all of us in it; and it is certain to tug at a few sympathetic heartstrings. That's not to say my mother is like that, or my sister; it's just the play's atmosphere of continual disaster. Read John Kavazanjian's review, coming soon.

That brings us to episode two of the thrilling saga of "Hungry Schindler." This time around, we are going to take a look at a near campus fixture, with which you should be familiar if you are not already. I am referring of course to the Boston Sandwich shop, just across the street and up Mass. Avenue from 77.

The decor is spartan, but it’s not really meant to be an intimate locale for a heavy date. It's obvious function, which it serves very Well, is quick take out or stand-up eating on the premises. The services, on the several occasional I have been there, is so fast it is ridiculous.

The prices range from reasonable to very cheap, and the food quality is fair to good.

There exists a collection of canned pop which may be purchased to go with the "meal on a loaf," available in a dazzling array of varieties. This is not to say that the place is an exclusive supper club, or anything of the sort. It has its drawbacks, but none of them too significant.

I recommend it.


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