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After 40 years of being theeconomic majority in America, themiddle class no longer rules in theLand of Opportunity, according to thePew Research Center (PRC). The mid-dle class’ median wealth decreasedby 28 percent from 2001 to 2013 “be-cause of the housing market crisis andGreat Recession,” the PRC said.

“While the number of jobshas rebounded [since the Great Re-cession], the quality of jobs has not

– leading to a great deal of anxietyabout the future of the middle class,”

said Think Tank Fellow and Invest-

ment Banker Daniel Alpert in a re-cent study.So, my generation doesn’t

believe in the American Dream —it’s yet another obsolete ideal thatour baby boomer parents try to stuffdown our throats.

But Martin Greeneld sayswe’re wrong. Greeneld, a Holocaustsurvivor-turned-president’s tailor,visited Atlantic Cape CommunityCollege in April, sharing his 88-year-old Czech accent with attentive stu-

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APRIL - MAY 2016 EDITION

ATLANTIC CAPEREVIEW

The student newspaper of Atlantic Cape Community College, Mays Landing, N.J.

Cape Review photo by Mike McDevitt

TO REMEMBER: Atlantic Cape’s Holocaust Rock, which stands justoutside J Building, recently got a new brick pathway.

HOLOCAUST REMEMBRANCE

Survivor talks

of opportunityin AmericaWent from Auschwitz to top U.S. tailor

Photo by Kurt Wilberding

DREAM ON: Take advantage of Amer-ica’s opportunities, said Holocaustsurvivor Martin Greeneld.

In this issue:

Lindsey Burton is

2016 Communication

Major of Year.Page 3

Departing members of

Atlantic Cape Review

staff say farewell.Pages 6,7,8

Students vote

Forrest as

Faculty of Year

Associate Professor of Com-munication Keith Forrest has beenvoted Faculty Member of the Year by

Atlantic Cape Community Collegestudents. Forrest, of Collingswood, hashad essays and commentaries appearin various publications, includingThe Philadelphia Inquirer. He was

also a producer at E! Entertainmentin Los Angeles. Forrestearned a mas-ter’s in politicalscience and agraduate certi-cate in women’sstudies from theUniversity ofMassachusetts at

Amherst. He has a master’s in com-munication from Temple Universityand earned a bacherlor’s degree incommunication from Rowan Univer-sity.

Forrest joined Atlantic Capein fall 2004 and founded the commu-nication degree option in 2007; he co-founded the current A.A. program incommunication in 2012. He grew upin Cape May and is a 1984 graduateof Lower Cape May Regional HighSchool. Forrest is one of only twofull-time communication faculty. Heenjoys helping students with choos-ing classes, careers, internships andtransfer schools.

“I was pretty lost with what Iwanted to do, and he helped me (Continued on Page 9)

Wins honor for third time

since joining ACCC in ’04

FORREST

Martin Greeneld, an Aus-chwitz survivor and well-established tailor, spoke

in the Walter Edge Theater on theMays Landing campus as the high-light of a weeklong tribute to thesix million Jewish lives lost duringthe Holocaust. Greeneld, who now livesin Brooklyn, N.Y., and is regardedby some as the best men’s tailor inthe U.S., spoke about his upbring-ing in Pavlovo, which was then asmall town in Czechoslovakia, nowpart of Slovakia.

Other points in the tributeincluded a red-brick walkway andpark benches added to the Holo-

caust monument outside J-build-ing. Also, Atlantic Cape, along withStockton University, held activitiesthat included a trip to Washington,D.C., to the U.S. Holocaust Memo-rial Museum.

On the Atlantic Cape cam-pus in Mays Landing, a series ofshort lms on the time-period wereshown in the student life center. Greeneld spoke to stu-dents about April 1944, when heand his family were taken by Ger-man and Hungarian soldiers to the

Auschwitz concentration camp.“Eventually they separated

us, one to the left, one to the right.My father went to the right. Theysent me right because I was big andcould work,” Greeneld said.

Greeneld said he, his fa-ther, and his older sister were sentto the right. His mother, youngersister, and brother were sent left.That was the last he ever sawthem, he said. The last he saw ofhis father was after the second dayin the concentration camp.

He spoke of experiences at Auschwitz that he barely survived;(Continued on Page 9)

By MIKE McDEVITT, Staff writer

Is the American Dream in danger?

Only if our generation makes it soBy KYLE SCHACHNER, Staff reporter


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From the editor:Thanks to all who made this a great experience

This is my last letter from the editor,

and trust me I might be getting a little misty-eyed.

My time at this student paper hasliterally been a documentation of my develop-ment from a shy, aloof student to someone whois motivated and committed to exploring herschool and all it has to offer her.

Of all the things to be grateful aboutwhile working here, being surrounded by agroup of other motivated writers and jour-nalists helped me to make the ultimate de-cision for my future.

As someone who never put herself ‘outthere’ before, I have to say thank you to all those who helpedme “come out of my shell.” Without all of you, I probablywould have never felt condent enough to put myself in this

position. As for all of you here at school, I want you all toknow that this student newspaper is for you. All of the storiesand articles are written with you in mind. The essence of good journalism is to inform and enlighten, and I hope the personalcommentaries, news stories, and articles at least intriguedyou, if only for 30 seconds, 3 minutes, or 30 minutes.

I’m not too sure what will happen

to the paper next semester. All of my fellow journalists are graduating, and I’d hate tosee the success we’ve achieved fall off in thespan of the summer break. I highly encour-age anyone who likes to write, who is en-rolled in journalism, or who is simply inter-ested in the journalistic process to stop by onThursdays at 12:30 or send me an email ([email protected]) with any questions.

If I can say anything about writingfor a paper, it does sort of force you to think

a little differently, and it actually forces you totake the “you” out of the equation (that is, un-

less you’re writing an opinion piece, of course).In leaving, I have to say what I have several times

already: this school is here for you. I understand the stereo-

types behind community colleges but please don’t take forgranted the accessible education you have in front of you. Although it’s two-year school, the benets of the school willhelp you down the road.

- Nicole

NICOLE MINGO

STEM Building sculpture fnally up

Richard Monteleone, af-ter four herniated disks and his fa-ther’s emergency open-heart sur-gery, has nally been able to installa sculpture in the STEM Building.

Monteleone, senior adjunctprofessor of art, titled the creation“Light”. Constructed of aluminumpanels, the sculpture was createdon site and is based on how the light

reects off the panels from vari-ous angles in the STEM building.

The installation was like an im-promptu performance with Monteleoneas the director. Lisa Romano, art cen-ter associate of Riverfront RenaissanceCenter for the Arts in Millville, wasthe co-director. Atlantic Cape facilitiesworkers were the actors — or installers.

While Monteleone orchestratedwhere each panel should be and coordi-nated each alteration from room S206,

Romano took an angle from the quad to as-sure the light reection. With a “thumb’sup,” Monteleone knew he could continue.“It is through our collective, seless ener-gy that we all can make a genuine contri-bution and connection,” Monteleone said. Monteleone is taking his talentsto the Ivy League, as his next installa-tion is set to be at the University of Penn-sylvania’s Penn Medicine Building.

By KYLE SCHACHNER, Staff writer

Cape Review photos by Kyle Schachner

LET THERE BE SCULPTURE: The STEM Building’s sculpture, ‘Light’, has nally been erected after much delay.


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3Atlantic Cape ReviewApril-May 2016 Edition

Lindsey Burton is 2016 Comm Major of Year

Cape Review photos by Nicole Mingoand Ryan Baitinger

BIG TALKERS: Atlantic CapeCommunity College President Dr.

Peter Mora, above, opened theshow. Above right, Kevin Carmack

of NASA gave his keynote speech.Heather DeLuca, right, of SoJO

104.9, hosted the event.

9TH ANNUAL COMMUNICATION AWARDS

Lindsey Burton was crowned 2016 Com-munication Major of the Year and Sarah Fertschset a record by winning eight awards at the 9thannual Communication Awards show held in theWalter Edge Theater on April 22. Fertsch’s eight were the most everwon by a single person at the Communication

Awards, which recognizes the outstandingwork done by students in Communication andWriting Arts classes. But the highlight of the night was at theend, which came with loud applause and cheersfor Burton. “I’m very surprised and very thank-ful,” Burton said. “I never thought that I wouldachieve something like this and I can’t wait to

start working.”

This year’s nominees were Burton, Jenna

DeLuca and Dylan Graef. The three performed onstage to convince the audience to vote for them. Graef has spearheaded the move of At-lantic Cape’s radio station from online stream-ing to live FM radio.

DeLuca, who was running for Commu-nication Major of the Year for the second con-secutive year, spoke about how the inuenceof her church and family led her to this pointof her life. DeLuca nished in second place, be-ing named “Communication Major of the YearRunner-Up.” DeLuca says she looks forward to work-ing in her new role as well. “I feel so honored to be named runner-up. I’m so excited to work with Lindsey to fur-ther the program. I know that together, we can

accomplish great things.”

Heather DeLuca from SOJO 104.9 FM

radio returned for the second straight year tohost the show, entertaining the crowd with aspot-on Donald Trump impression. Erin Laffey, the 2016 Communication

Alumni of the Year, presented the Pioneer Awardsfor outstanding work by both students and faculty.

The crowd was treated to Kevin Car-mack, project manager for NASA’s laser com-munication project, as keynote speaker. Car-mack gave the audience an inside look on thetechnological advances that NASA has beenmaking since shutting down its space programin 2012.

The 10th Anniversary of the show willbe held Friday April 28th, 2017 at 7 p.m. in theWalter Edge Theater. All past CommunicationMajors of the Year will be a part of the mile-

stone ceremony.

By CHRIS DEVINE, Staff reporter

Cape Review photos by Nicole Mingo

FROM THREE TO ONE. The three nalists, at left, await to hear who was chosen as theCommunication Major of the Year. Selected was Lindsey Burton, shown above.


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4 Atlantic Cape ReviewAPRIL - MAY 2016 Edition

COMMENTARY

Atlantic City has simply lost its tourist appeal

Casino Reinvestment Development Authority photo

Fading memories: Atlantic City provided great childhood memories, but its greatness has faded, so have the memories.

A tlantic City, New Jersey.They used to call it “Amer-ica’s Playground,” but nowit’s in danger of becoming a

relic of the past.What used to be a hotspot of

high-diving horses, gambling, greatconcerts, beaches and nightlife isnow a town in danger of crumbling. As a resident of the area my

entire life, I’m proud to call the Atlan-tic City area “home.” It’s a city whereI spent an abundance of my childhood.

My mother was a casinoemployee for 17 years. Since myparents were divorced at the time(gladly, they have since remarried),my mother was the only parentthat I had the chance to see duringthe week before I went to visit myfather on weekends. But the city that is “alwaysturned on” always had its grasp onmy mother’s time. Even though Ilived at her house ve days of theweek, I never saw her.

This was the reality formost casino workers. The city pro-vided more than just gambling andentertainment. It had a bustlingworkforce of many South Jerseypeople; it drove the local economy.Through my mother’s contacts inthe casino business, she knew howto get her hands on some of the hot-test tickets in town, and she knewhow to get into some of the nicestrestaurants in town. It was nice tohave my mother come home fromwork every now and then and take

my sister and I out to a fancy dinnerat Borgata or Tropicana.

I frequented Surf baseballgames and even a few Bullies gamesdown at Boardwalk Hall. Concertsat the Borgata ballroom or festivalsat Bader Field were sown into thefabric of who I was becoming. Here I was, this young kidgrowing up and developing - in acity that was regressing. But I wastoo young to see the politics anddynamics behind the bright lightsof casinos and skyscraping hotels,because those lights and buildingswere all I cared about. As this story is being writ-ten, Atlantic City’s government isshut down. City workers, such aspolicemen and reghters, aren’tbeing paid. This is a consequence ofthe city’s poor nancial decisions.

According NJ.com, the cityis currently $550 million in debt,on the verge of bankruptcy, and thestate is attempting to take over.

Families who have lost their

jobs due to the closure of

four casinos in recent yearscan no longer afford the

state’s high property taxes; theyhave begun to move out of the areain hopes of nding jobs in the newercasinos in Pennsylvania, New Yorkand Delaware.

As a resident, all I can do isstand by and watch this city where Ispent years of my childhood crumbleunder the weight of itself.

While I watch the area’spopulation dwindle, the number of

summer vacationers (shoobies) hasalso noticeably dropped. Since theend of last summer, the city sawa drop in tourist visits by another4.8%, according to atlanticcitynj.com. That number has been on thedecline since 2009.

It has become clear: Atlan-tic City no longer has the touristappeal it once did. Tourism is whatkept the city aoat all of theseyears. Now, the major column inits foundation is deteriorating, andthe locals have front row seats to itsdestruction.

But it’s not just the build-ings and tourist numbersthat are diminishing withthe city. My memories of

the city are fading with it.Sandcastle Stadium, where I spentyears watching Will Pennyfeathercrush home runs out onto the tar-mac of Bader Field, is now a fadingstructure.

Those Boardwalk Bulliesgames? Winning the Kelly Cup in2003 wasn’t enough to keep the

hockey franchise in Atlantic City.The puck that I got at a game duringthe inaugural season in 2001 sits onmy shelf, with the eyes of the Bulliesmascot the only evidence of its formeridentity; it is just a puck now. Concerts at the Revel disap-peared after the $2.4 billion build-ing face-planted and closed only twoyears after its grand opening. Years spent inside TrumpPlaza were erased after the hoteland casino closed in 2014, even

though Trump’s hopes of becomingpresident haven’t been erased….yet. Parades, air shows, dinnersand birthdays. All of these wereevents that I was a part of, thanksto this city’s hospitality. Now I wavegoodbye to its once welcoming image. As I transfer to Rowan Uni-versity, just 15-20 minutes outsideof Philadelphia, I continue to pushaway from AC and toward a largercity. I’m grateful for the memoriesthat Atlantic City gave me. Maybemy feeling of letting go hurts be-cause I felt a personal connectionwith everything about it. The lights,the sounds, the camaraderie thatwas Atlantic City is what madeevery visit worthwhile. Atlantic City is like a personwho has grown old and is hanging onby the thinnest of threads. As theynear death, you begin to reminisceabout your memories with them.Then, when the time comes, you denyit at rst. Then you accept fate.

Maybe my acceptance of

Atlantic City’s fate -

before its nal heartbeat- is a bit premature.

“Experts” say the city will recover,but I disagree.

The city’s motto for yearswas “always turned on,” but Atlan-tic City’s last light is dimming. Willits uorescence ever shine again?Only time will tell. But the futureis bright in one way: it can be seen.

And just one word describes that fu-ture for Atlantic City’s bright lights.Off.


CORRECTION: A photocaption in the March edition ofthe Atlantic Cape Reviewincorrectly identied the people inthis photo At left is Harry Devine,father of Chris Devine, right.Chris Devine was Atlantic Cape’s2015 Communication Major ofthe Year.

Photo provided byHarry and Chris Devine

Atlantic Cape Community College is adding courses toward seven newdegree programs this fall at the Cape May County Campus. This will enable students to earn up to nine degrees entirely in personat Cape, including: business administration, communication, criminal justice,education, general studies, health services, human services, liberal arts andpsychology. Classes for this new model will be taught in a hybrid virtual format withstudents at the Mays Landing Campus.

Virtual classes offered this fall will include: comprehensive med termi-nology, entrepreneurship, human resources management, Intro to Public Rela-tions, Intro to Criminal Justice, Intro to Cyber Crime, Criminal Law, 19th Cen-tury American Lit, Introduction to Humanities I, Introduction to Logic, SocialPsychology, Abnormal Psychology and Social Psychology.

Seven new degree programs at Cape


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“The Flyers win the Stanley Cup! TheFlyers win the Stanley Cup!” Any Flyers fan, alive on May 19, 1974or not, recognizes the elated call of Gene Hart,as he shouted the words that every fan of theyoung franchise (at the time) couldn’t wait tohear.

I remember sitting on the couch withmy grandfather as the Flyers made a run forthe Stanley Cup in 2010. A vignette was playingon the television of the day the Flyers won thecup for the rst time, with Gene Hart’s wordsbeing yelled so loud that the entire Delaware

Valley could hear it.

At that moment, my grandfather leanedover to me and said: “Did you know we arerelated to the Harts?” I was shocked. This musthave been how Tom Hanks felt when he foundout he was related to Abraham Lincoln. I am a die-hard Philadelphia sportsfan. In 2009, I decided that I wanted to pursuea career in sports broadcasting. I have takenthe proper steps throughout high school and therst few semesters at Atlantic Cape CommunityCollege to gain experience behind a microphoneand showcase my abilities.

But to learn that I am related to a Hallof Fame hockey broadcaster? The voice of thePhiladelphia Flyers? That would make anyPhilly sports fanatic feel that they were the

number one fan.

Gene Hart, who died July 14, 1999,was my uncle through marriage. That makesLauren Hart my cousin. Lauren is best knownfor singing the national anthem before Flyersgames, and when a good luck charm is needed,she will briey resurrect Kate Smith on thevideo board for a duet of “God Bless America.”

It’s interesting when I go to a Flyersgame and hear someone shout across the WellsFargo Center, “I love you Lauren!” I try hardnot to shout anything back at them.

Being related to the Harts makes mefeel as though I was meant to be a Flyers fan.Like I am a part of the Flyers family, whether Ilike it or not. I won’t lie. It’s something I like tobrag about from time to time.

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COMMENTARY

5Atlantic Cape ReviewAPRIL - MAY 2016 Edition

Some were meant to be Flyers fans

A YEAR OF ATLANTIC CAPE REVIEW

It was a year that began with

the unfortunate passing of popular

professor Dr. Marty Marino. Then

came the arrival of armed security

patrolling all campuses, followed

closely by a special report on the

nancial crisis that new college

graduates are facing.The 33rd annual restaurant

gala was a huge success, selling out

the venue. All this came amid the

50th anniversary of Atlantic Cape

Community College opening its

doors.

Atlantic Cape Review covered

it all and wrapped up its own great

year with 13 awards from the N.J.

College Press Association.

It was a heckuva year.



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“Ah, community college … Good foryou.”

Countless strangers, friends, and fam-ily responded this way when I told them I haddecided to stay local and go to Atlantic CapeCommunity College.

By their tone and facial expressions, Icould tell they weren’t impressed, nor proud.They believed I had chosen the easy way out, orwasn’t smart enough to get into a “real” school.

Atlantic Cape was “good for me.” But attending Atlantic Cape allowedme to ll my bank account, instead of drain it.I studied on the weekdays and worked on theweekends, and still had time to have a life in-between. I never had to live on a college budget.I get to spend time with my family – and not

just my immediate family. I still get to go to my

cousin’s birthday parties.“Where’s Corey?” they always ask

about my sister. I explain to them how she’s atRutgers and it’s too much work to get her homefor the night. Without a ride home and back,Corey can’t leave campus.

Atlantic Cape also has on-campus benets.The communication program

at the college has grown into a huge second

family, with Joy Jones and Keith Forrest as theloving mother and father. The students are allbrothers and sisters. Each communication ma-

jor can be reached by a text or can be found inForrest’s ofce, there to offer advice or be com-pany at dinner.

Joy’s the mother always sacricing hertime for her kids. When the organizational com-munication class I needed to graduate got can-celed, she set up the class as an independentstudy for me. If she hadn’t, I would have hadto wait until the fall to take the class, which

would have thrown off my entire schedule forRowan, which I will attend in the fall. Forrest is the type of father that pushesyou to the water’s edge, but never into it. With-out his classes I wouldn’t be the writer I amtoday. I wouldn’t have broken out of my shell.I’m forever grateful for Joy Jones and KeithForrest. Joy taught my left-brain while Forreststrengthened my right brain.

I joined the student newspaper, whereI found a love for print. I changed my major to

journalism, ignoring the words of customersfrom work saying, “Anyone can write.” Withhelp from student newspaper advisor Pete Bro-phy and Forrest, I got a piece published in alocal newspaper. An act, of course, that made

my mom cry. My two years at Atlantic Cape were thefastest of my life. I’ve recently completed thetransfer process and I don’t have to write an essayto prove why a college should choose me. I showthem my honor’s stole and my associate’s degree.

They don’t have to take a chance on me.I’m attending their school to learn and for theexperiences. Not to gain the freshman 15 fromdrinking too much beer.

It’s hard to come up with a word to de-scribe what Atlantic Cape means to me. Theteachers, students and college have made meinto a strong student with an untapped amountof motivation to succeed. I feel condent goingto Rowan.

I have a college degree. Yes it’s an as-sociate’s but it’s the rst step to a bachelor’s,which is a step away from a master’s, and pos-sibly a full staircase to a doctorate. Without At-lantic Cape I wouldn’t have crossed paths withthe people who helped me.

What strangers, friends, and familydidn’t understand was that community collegeisn’t the easy way out. It’s the smart way in.


FAREWELL FROM ATLANTIC CAPE REVIEW STAFF

Community college is not

the easy ride some think

JESSE MOUNCE

CHRIS DEVINE

Atlantic Cape

hasn’t heard

the end of me When I arrived at Atlantic Cape inthe fall of 2013, I envisioned community col-lege like most people: “The 13th grade”. ButI quickly learned that opportunity does in-deed start here.

After two semesters of showing upfor class and then speeding off campus fasterthan I had arrived, I realized that getting in-volved would help me immensely if I wantedto transfer to a four-year school. As a communication major, I wantedto get involved with my program as much aspossible. I joined various clubs, made friendsand created contacts with my professors.Last year, I was voted the 2015 Communica-tion Major of the Year, a title and role that Itook seriously over the past year.

Even though I am no longer theCommunication Major of the Year, I stillplan to stay heavily involved in the pro-gram as an alumnus. I plan on coming backnext semester and create a Communication

Alumni Organization. Community College is a hidden trea-sure. It is cheap and can catapult studentsinto opportunities that they may not havegotten out of high school. I didn’t get intoRowan University out of high school andnow I am transferring there at the start ofthe fall semester.

My advice to students here wouldbe to get involved. Stay loyal and passion-ate with what you want to do and chase yourdreams. College is an incredible opportuni-ty, so make every moment count.

Commnunity college is a

hidden treasure. It is cheap

and can catapult students

into opportunities

that they may not have had

in high school.

My life is very much under reviewI have been the lm critic

for the Atlantic Cape Review forthe past year. I’ve wanted to be

a lmmaker since I was 8 yearsold. Since then I tried to learneverything about the lmmakingprocess.

One aspect about lmsthat has always intrigued me arereviews. One person - one critic –who put my attention on the artof lm criticism was Roger Ebert. I rarely read a newspa-per, but I would always go to theChicago Sun-Times website andread Ebert’s reviews on a weeklybasis. I learned as much about

lmmaking from reading thesereviews as I would from watch-ing certain lms. I began to ap-

preciate sound design, cinema-tography, and lm composers.

These reviews I took asfact, quickly dismissing any lmthat got two stars or lower. Itried to lean to lm critiquing asanother aspect in breaking intothe lm industry.

Soon, I joined the Atlan-tic Cape Review, in hopes of be-ing the resident lm critic. Butafter my rst review of “Birdmanor the Unexpected Virtue of Igno-(Continued on Page 12)

JOHN SANCHEZ


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As community college students, it is notenough that we be merely thankful for an af-fordable institution that gives us knowledge atour own pace. Community college has more tooffer. All of us are here because we want to besomewhere else: a university, four-year college,in the workforce. We are here to move on; manyare impatient to do so. Most say, “I can’t wait tobe done at Atlantic Cape.” I was one of them. As a high school senior, I wasn’t thrilledwith the fact that I would be moving where Iwent to school by only a few miles to AtlanticCape. My friends were going to Drew, Temple,Rutgers, technical schools, even the military. Ifelt I was being left in the dust. I felt like theonly one who didn’t know what I wanted to dowith my life. My rst semester, I took only generalstudies courses, to delay deciding on a careerpath. Still, I craved the feeling of community Isaw in photos that my high school friends wereposting on Facebook; photos with their new bud-dies, doing new things, in new places. I thoughtI would have to wait until I got out of AtlanticCape to experience all that. When I found an internship in radio andrealized that my interest was in communication,I found that feeling of community for myself.Keith Forrest, one of the two full-time commu-nication faculty members, introduced me to myfellow communication majors, who became mybest friends.

After the internship was over and Iwanted to keep working in radio, I became thepresident of the Atlantic Cape radio club. Then Itried being editor of the Atlantic Cape Review. At this school, I did more than I thought

would be possible even at a university. Yet, Iwas still anticipating my move on to Rowan Uni-versity, after I had decided on it as my transferschool. Many of the communication majors herego on to Rowan, so I thought Rowan would be

just like Atlantic Cape, only with better Wi-Fi. This semester, I have been going toRowan full time and have been taking one lastonline class for Atlantic Cape. I immediatelygot involved with Rowan Radio and the student

newspaper, The Whit, because I already knew Iliked working in radio and news. Yet, as soon asI got to Rowan, I wished I hadn’t wanted to getout of Atlantic Cape so soon. I don’t mean I wish I had taken twiceas long to get my associate’s. I just mean that,

at Atlantic Cape, I should have been more pa-tient, instead of focusing on how much betterI thought life would be at Rowan. I assumedcommunity college would be a quick stop on theway to a bachelor’s, a stop that was cheaper andmore convenient. Now that I’m at a university, it is easierto see how much the staff and faculty of AtlanticCape truly care about us, the students. At At-lantic Cape, the enrollment services departmenthelped my friend move classes around so shecould graduate on time. Also at Atlantic Cape,the teachers stay long after their ofce hoursend to advise their students. They sacrice hav-ing a student potentially take their class if theycan substitute another class in its place, just tosave the student time and money.

Whether we have to go into debt to paytuition or our parents pay for it, we have aneducation that can work for us if we see it asthe opportunity it is. No matter how much orhow little bitterness we have about being at acommunity college, the only thing that is certainis the abundance of impatience for getting ourassociate’s degrees and getting out. Those of uswho can afford to take only two classes a semes-ter have every right to be bitter, but the mostimportant part of college – that community, thatsense of belonging that comes with getting in-volved outside of class – is free.

It is possible – and even easy – to enjoybeing here. When we move on to our dream four-year schools where, at the end of the semester,

the teachers still have to ask us what our rstnames are, that will be when we miss the small,cozy Atlantic Cape quad. That is also the mo-ment when we realize why Atlantic Cape’s mot-to is “opportunity starts here.”

Getting why ‘opportunity starts here’

TAYLOR HENRY


In the last edition of the AtlanticCape Review, I wrote something slightlysimilar to this farewell letter, so this onewill be fairly short.

In all honesty, I can’t believe thisis my last semester and I can’t believe I’mactually sitting down to say goodbye. WhenI rst started in September all those yearsago, I thought my time here would be briefand unimportant.

Three years later I’ve learned thatthings really are not that easy and gur-ing out life and yourself is going to takeso much longer than one semester. Thisall sounds like a cliché, but it’s true. If youthink you know what you’re doing (at thisage, at least), chances are you probably

don’t - and I learned that the hard way.The fact that I was at a community

college is probably what saved me. That’sextremely ironic, considering I didn’t wantto be here. If I was at some four-year school,trying to nd what I wanted, and trying togrow up at the same time, I think I wouldhave failed.

There’s a certain level of freedom ata community college that isn’t as terrifying tome as it may be at a four-year school. Living athome while still being pseudo-independent wasenough for me. I could sleep in my own bed butstill live semi-independently from day to day. I

think that little slice of mental stability helpedme develop into a more stable adult.

I don’t think I can ever really expresshow important a community college, this one inparticular, has been to me. Coming here has giv-en me the chance to choose the best path. WhenI arrived here I was a history major who had noclue what to do. Now as I’m leaving, I’m a com-

munication major with a growing resumeand a growing network, and, nally, a di-rection to go.

If I could give a small piece of

advice to other students here it would beto get involved; to be friends with yourteachers and fellow students. This is col-lege, and this is the beginning of the net-work you must create to move forwardin the professional world. Do not burnbridges, no matter how hard or temptingit might seem. As students, you must re-alize you are all on the same journey to-gether, so do not be afraid to lean on eachother.

Now that I’m moving on, I’mslightly terried. I don’t know if I can livealone, away from my parents. I will be 100%detached from home and that is scary. Inthe forefront of my mind, I tell myself thatit will be OK (and it probably will). But in

the back of my mind, I am genuinely wor-ried, and I think that’s kind of normal. As a20-year-old, I don’t think life comes withoutworry.However, with an associate’s degree un-der my belt, I’m more certain I can make

it than I was three years ago. So for that, I haveto thank Atlantic Cape and all the professorsI’ve had, and all the faculty I’ve had the plea-sure of meeting.

Thank you for helping me on myway to becoming an adult and nding some peaceof mind in this extremely turbulent time in my life.

Take this advice: Get involved at Atlantic Cape

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At-lan-tic Cape,how sweet the sound,that saved a wretch like me.

I couldn’t stay at my parents’home anymore after graduating from

Hightstown High School. I had two op-tions: Go to college, or start working afull-time job.

My millennial angst told mecollege was for sellouts, so I ended upin Ventnor — where I could shack upwith some friends and nd work.

After a year and a half of 60-hour workweeks, 6 p.m.-5 a.m. shifts,and a trip to Denny’s being the mostexciting thing to do, I had a quarter-life crisis: “I’m only 19, my life can’t beover already,” I thought.

So, I left my job making pizzato become a sales representative. After

a month, I found that conning peoplewas more dreadful than feeding them.

“I’m going home sick,” I toldmy boss.

But I veered off Exit 12 of the Atlantic City Expressway, and trekked

down the Black Horse Pike to AtlanticCape Community College.

“Can I apply here?” I askedafter a 20-minute escapade to nd JBuilding.

“You can just do it online,” theclerk replied. “I don’t trust technology,” Isaid.

“Major,” the application read.Hmm, History? Yeah, History. You al-ways got As in history.

I still had to support myself,so I went back to making pizza until 5a.m. I was late to my 11 a.m. western

civilization class every day, but I stillgot an A. I even got a B- in college alge-bra, better than my steady Cs in math

throughout high school.Semester two started with the

crazy psychologist, Dr. Marty Marino,at 9:30 a.m. Freud and Pavlov werecomplemented by the maniacal Dr.Gene LoPresti at 11 a.m. “You all havethese great ideas in your heads, butyou don’t know how to communicatethem. My job is to help you extractthose thoughts and convey them in themost clear and concise way possible,”LoPresti said that rst day.

Then he rolled around theclassroom on his chair like a court

jester with an iPhone camera, tak-ing pictures of each student holding a

nametag.“I will be studying your

names,” he said. Weird methods aside,he knew all our names by the secondweek of class. That way he wouldn’tseem rude when interrupting any-one that hesitated while speaking, orwhen refusing a paper if it didn’t hitthe word count.

I consumed myself with writ-ing a 70-page research paper for hisclass, forgetting to watch TV. I visitedhim during ofce hours, instead of try-ing to irt with some female student.

I was nally driven, but my major was still “Stop Making Pizza Arts.” I

wanted to see what the nursing programwas all about, so I was sent to DavidPringle, a former counselor.

We didn’t talk about nurs-ing… “What do you like, Kyle?” heasked me.

“I’ve been trying to gure thatout my entire life,” I said with a cyni-cal laugh.

After a guided soul search in his ofce,Pringle assigned me all sorts of per-sonality, aptitude, and career tests.

And he sent me to Keith Forrest’s of-ce. I had to double-check if the direc-

tions were correct, because there werewhat seemed like a dozen studentspiled into a two-desk ofce.

After 10 minutes of politeness,I squeezed my way into Professor For-rest’s attention.

“Can I take public relationsnext semester?” I asked.

“If you want to go into commu-nication, I recommend you take massmedia rst,” he said.

Mass media was at 12:30 p.m.,so I could work the night before andstill wake up on time.

“Stand up on your desks,” For-rest said on the rst day of that class.I stayed in my chair. “You need to lookat things differently this semester, sohere’s the start,” he shouted from the

ceiling tiles.But that was the last time I

didn’t listen to Professor Forrest. Heand his former ofcemate, Jay Peter-son, became my mentors. I occupiedas many ofce hours as I could andsqueezed wisdom out of every cent oftuition. As Forrest timelined his ven-ture through the media world and Jay(he prefers Jay) chronicled his worldlytravels, I learned how to listen.

Then Dr. Joy Jones, RichardMonteleone, and Pete Brophy joinedthe mentor committee the followingsemester. Beyond powerpoints, casestudies, and exams, the faculty here

became my family. They were my momand dad when I needed advice and myfriends when I needed to conde.

With their help, I won twoawards from the New Jersey Colle-giate Press Association, received fourawards at the 9th Annual Communi-cation Awards, and scored an intern-ship that’s turning into a part-time gigat semester’s end. I even got straight

As for the rst time since fth grade. Atlantic Cape didn’t save a

wretch like me — the people hereshowed me I never was a wretch in therst place.

Some good people

at Atlantic Capehave shown the way


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these included brutal beatings.He was later transported to

Buna (a sub-camp of Monowitz, whichitself was a sub-camp of Auschwitz),where he survived bombing raids bythe Americans. Not much later, hesurvived the death march from theBuna concentration camp to Gleiwitzconcentration camp, about 50 milesaway. Out of the 10,000 prisoners whowalked in the bitter cold weather dur-ing the Jan. 1945 death march, Green-eld was among 500 who survived. Hewas forced to carry a heavy bag thatbelonged to a SS soldier, but stolebread from it so he wouldn’t starve.

“I never was afraid to die,because the best thing was to die. Iwouldn’t be hungry, cold, or sick (anylonger),” Greeneld said.

The arrival at Gleiwitz wasshort-lived, Greeneld said. He wassoon on a four-day train ride to Buch-enwald concentration camp in a carwith terrible conditions. It was thereon April 11th, 1945 he was nally lib-erated by the Americans. Greeneld emphasized to

the Atlantic Cape students that theyshould take advantage of the oppor-tunities in America. He went to New

York City at the age of 19, and hisreputation grew to eventually becometailor to President Barack Obama.

The last event of the HolocaustWeek was a rededication of the memo-

rial outside J-building in Mays Landing.Students and faculty of past and pres-ent spoke on their role with the freshlyscrubbed rock memorial itself. During 2003 at Atlantic Cape,the Association of Jewish Studentswanted to nd a way to remember allof those involved in the Holocaust, in-cluding Greeneld. Yechiel Lahavy,past advisor of the Association of Jew-ish students, spoke on his idea to usesix candles with donation cups to raisemoney for Holocaust research. “At that time, the Hebrew acad-emy had six plastic candles and were col-lecting pennies to see how long it wouldtake to collect six million pennies in thecandles,” Lahavy said. “When I looked atthe candles there was barely any moneyin them, so I asked if I could take themto the school.” The candles were hung in theJ-building for a brief period. The fundscollected $800, which the Associa-tion of Jewish Students used to buy a

monument to remember all those whohave perished during the Holocaust.

Lahavy went to Bob’s Gardenand a red, upright-shaped monument.The monument was selected, butfunds weren’t enough to have it placedwhere the students of the Jewish As-sociation wanted.

Janet Brenner, past advisorto the Association of Jewish students,then spoke on her role in developingthe monument. After working withBobby Royal, a retired Atlantic Capedean, the monument was placed out-side the J-Building. “Bobby Royal assisted with re-search, called places that already hadmemorials, and even read books aboutmemorials,” Brenner said. “Gradually,one step at a time, it was completedand we were really proud of it, we -nally had a dedication.” Student Government Presi-dent Katherine Melo spoke about thenew additions to the monument. Whilethe school provided the funding for thewalkway, the benches came from mon-ey raised by the Student Governmentexecutive board.

“As survivors die, the thirdgeneration slowly shifts out of the Ho-locaust’s shadow. When we reinforceawareness and education, let us never

forget and never let it remain silentthe history that happened during theholocaust,” Melo said. The student governmenthopes the walkway will bring morenotice to an important part of history.The two benches have their own indi-vidual quotes, one reads “Remember

the past to build the future” while theother reads “For the dead and living,we must bear witness” - Elie Wiesel. The monument has been out-side the J-building in Mays Landingfor 13 years. Its sign reads “This me-morial and six trees are dedicated tothe memory of those who perished inthe Holocaust.”

Each individual tree repre-sents one million of the lives taken bythe Holocaust. With the week of activi-ties and the rededication concluded,the faculty and students involved inthe process hope to have spread edu-cation on this time period.

“They always say history re-peats itself,” said Andrew Mchedlish-vili, Student Government sophomoresenator. “I think if people were moreinformed of the events leading up tothe Holocaust, they can see those signsin their own political and social hap-penings and be wary of it.”

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dents, faculty, and visitors.

“I want to thank America, be-

cause there’s no place like it,” he said.

And Greeneld wants to extendthat message to young people: “Don’t be-

lieve nothing. Just believe in yourself,”

he said.

Greeneld’s story is a classic

American migrant’s story, on steroids:

He didn’t just start from rags — he lost

every aspect of his life, other than his

heartbeat, during the Holocaust. He

struggled to survive the Nazi Regime by

demonstrating his worth through being

a mechanic, tailor, bricklayer, and hos-

pital assistant. So, coming to Brooklyn

after the war ended, he worked toward

the American Dream by becoming that

becoming the most talented men’s tailor

in the country wasn’t a big deal.

My grandfather was a Holo-caust survivor, too. He didn’t dress pres-

idents and celebrities like Greeneld,

but he also was a career tailor and also

lived in Brooklyn. I never met him, but

he taught my dad some lessons — and

my dad taught them to me.

My grandfather, grandmother,

and dad lived in a one-bedroom apart-

ment, back when having one TV with

the three major networks was a privi-

lege. My grandparents let my dad watch

football on Sundays, but they didn’t

know much about being American.

“My parents never signed me up for

sports — and all I wanted to do was

play sports,” my dad recalls. “They hadto learn from the other parents in my

apartment building.”

But they taught him to do well in school,

so he could go to college and get a better

job than they had — a classic tenet of

an immigrant’s American Dream. After

skipping the ninth grade and graduat-

ing from Stonybrook, my dad was two

years into dentistry school.

Then, at the risk of being disowned, my

dad dropped out.

“I hated it. I couldn’t go on. So I looked

around, and I saw technology. I thought

it was going to hit big — and I was

right,” my dad recalls.

My dad used to leave for Man-hattan before I woke up, come home

just in time for dinner, and responded

to e-mails past his bedtime — all so he

could support his family. He even made

time to play catch on the weekends, too,

throwing me lessons about the impor-

tance of practice.

“Practice? We talkin’ ’bout

practice?” my dad used to shout, mock-

ing Allen Iverson.

But that’s my generation’s

problem: Entitlement.

I come from a middle-class

home — and yes, I’m still on my parents’

health insurance, car insurance, and

cell phone plan. But I’ve paid my dues.

I’m earning my American Dream.I didn’t want to pursue my de-

gree after high school, but my parents

wouldn’t let me be a bum.

I moved to Ventnor, into one

of those old beach mansion that will be

knocked down and rebuilt by the next

owner. The windows shook in the wind,

the showers were cold, and it was 12

people to eight rooms — but it was $125

per week.

I hauled 90-pound jackhammers dur-

ing 10-hour shifts for $8 an hour while

working for a demolition company, liv-

ing off of McDonald’s dollar menu.

Then I got a job at a pizza shop in At-

lantic City as a delivery driver. I got afew tickets, didn’t pay them, and lost my

license. But rent had to be paid and so

did those tickets — and the piling sur-

charges.

So I got some hours working the counter

and while I was there, I learned how to

cook and make pizza.

“I’m gonna teach you everything. If you

know everything, you don’t have to rely

on anyone but yourself,” said my former

boss and mentor.

I worked 10-12 hour shifts until 5 a.m.

I’d go six hours without taking a bath-

room break or eating before I was fast

enough to keep up with the pace of At-

lantic City’s nightlife. And I did get fast

enough: I got three raises in three years,had a key to the store, and managed the

place on my boss’ nights off.

After I enrolled in school, I still worked

until 5 a.m. and woke up for 8 a.m.

classes. But I didn’t complain.

America is a capitalistic society, and it

provides the basics for economic oppor-

tunity — if you’re willing to earn it.

The American Dream tells me that rags-

to-riches stories exist. My dad’s story is

proof.

The American Dream isn’t dead, it’s

just different. Bachelor’s degrees will

turn into master’s degree and doctor-

ate’s. One lifetime employer will turn

into ve or 10. Maybe the retirementage moves from 65 to 70. And maybe the

middle class never again composes more

than 50 percent of the population — but

it’s still more than most countries could

boast.

So don’t you dare wake me up

from my American Dream.

Dream

(Continued from Page 1)gure out what I was good at and howI could use it,” communication alum-

nus Shawn McCarrick said. “Meetingwith students as often as he does andoffering advice, not only about classes,but also things like picking a majorand even picking a career. Forresthelped me out a lot.” “He’s always willing to helphis students with any problem theyhave,” communication alumnus JohnRogers said. Forrest has “open ofce hours,”meaning students are allowed to dropin at any time to talk about school orlife. His ofce in C132 is often full ofstudents.

“If you were to walk past aprofessor’s ofce, you’d expect to seethem sitting behind a desk gradingpapers,” communication major JennaDeLuca said. “Keith has instilled anopen-door policy that makes his ofcea home base or a hub for communica-tion majors, and any of his studentsfor that matter. This is what makeshim so respectable. “His ofce isn’t just a place tobe advised, it’s a place where we canall just come together, relax, laughand bond. Many times the crowd inKeith’s ofce expands out the door andinto the hallway,” said DeLuca, who isalso the Communication Major of the

Year Runner-Up 2016. Not only has Forrest pio-neered the communication program,but he has also created a yearly event

that honors students, alumni and fac-ulty in the eld of communication. TheCommunication Awards Show, heldevery spring, allows students to learnhow to run a professional show, andalso awards a Communication Majorof the Year. The Communication Ma-

jor of the Year works closely with For-rest in recruiting communication ma-

jors, advising students and runningthe show. Forrest is also an accomplishedrunner with more than 50 medals in avariety of events including marathons,half marathons and duathalons.

This is Forrest’s third timewinning Faculty Member of the Year;he also received the honor in 2014 and2010. He was honored at the StudentGovernment Association Banquet on

April 29.

Forrest Fifteen Atlantic Cape culinarystudents competed in the 12th annualIron Student Chef competition at the

Academy of Culinary Arts on April 25. The students were organizedinto three teams. Each team received a“College Student Convenience Mar-ket Basket,” a new spin on the yearlycompetition, consisting of four ingredi-ents: chicken avored ramen noodles,Bisquick, minute rice and yogurt. Theteams were given 15 minutes to createrecipes and 90 minutes to execute theirdishes, using one of the ingredients ineach of their four courses. The rst-place team included:Matthew Hennessey of Buena, JohnMartucci of Sicklerville, Austin Lucasof New Gretna, Allen Davis of Riversideand Danielle Ziegler of Franklinville.

Iron Chef winnersat Atlantic Cape


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By NEENA BIELLO, Staff writer

“The Casual Vacancy” by J.K. Row-ling: Little, Brown and Company, Sept. 27,2012, 503 pages. Between $11 (paperback) and$21 (hardcover). ISBN-13: 978-0316228534

J.K. Rowling is famous for “HarryPotter” - the novel series about an orphanwho is thrown into a magical world of beautyand chaos after discovering he is a wizard. “Harry Potter” yielded eight movies basedon the seven books, multitudes of merchan-dise, and a good fan following for Rowling.

But could Rowling write novels thathave nothing to do with the boy wizard?Luckily for Rowling, she succeeds without aninch of Hogwarts in her 2012 novel “The Ca-sual Vacancy,” her rst non-magical novel,ve years after the last “Harry Potter” waspublished.

“The Casual Vacancy” takes placein the ctional British town of Pagford, andcenters on the town’s corrupted city councilmembers.

Council member Barry Fairbrotherdies suddenly, opening up a slot on thecouncil. Council leader Howard Mollisonsees an election for a new council memberas an opportunity to get rid of the Fields, apoverty-stricken community in which Barry

advocated for Pagford to claim during histime alive, as Barry was born in the Fieldsand believed the Fields’ civilians could over-come their poverty as he had.

Unfortunately for Barry’s memoryand family, closure is elusive due to prob-lems among the council members. Com-plications arise within each of the councilmembers’ families, problems arising in theFields from the Weedon family, particu-larly the daughter Krystal Weedon, whoselife falls apart dramatically after Barry’sdeath, and a mysterious username knownas The_Ghost_Of_Barry_Fairbrother, whoanonymously posts the darkest secrets of thecouncil members on the council’s website.

“The Casual Vacancy” is a quirky,yet compelling novel that deals with socialand political issues similar to Rowling’s“Harry Potter” series. “Vacancy” confrontstopics such as social class, poverty, racism,rape, drug use, domestic violence, childabuse, self-harm, and suicide. For the die-hard Harry Potter fans, any novel Rowlingpublishes that has nothing to do with theboy wizard may make them hesitant. But“The Casual Vacancy” is a decent read forits political and social concepts, even thoughthere is no sign of wizards or wands.

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(Continued from Page 5) But instead of bragging, I really wish I hadhad a chance to meet Gene before he died of varioushealth issues about 10 years before I decided that Iwanted to do sports broadcasting.

“Gene worked with the Philadelphia Phan-toms for a few years right up until he passed away,”said Sarah Hart, Gene’s widow. “Hockey was hispassion and he loved it.”

I wish I could have had some advice abouthow to succeed in the eld of sports broadcasting.I have received advice from television personali-ties such as Scott Palmer, Gregg Murphy and ChrisWheeler, but none are enshrined in a Hall of Fame.

Gene was the best at what he did. Ask anyFlyers fan who spent countless winters listening tohis voice project from the ice surface at the Spec-trum, through their television sets, and they will tellyou that there was no other hockey broadcaster thatcaptured the emotion of the game quite like Gene.

Along with Harry Kalas, Gene Hart was oneof the most captivating voices in the city’s historyand his sport. You don’t get inducted into the Hall of

Fame if you didn’t do something memorable behindthe microphone. “Gene was a teacher. He loved to teach, andhe taught a lot of people how to love the game ofhockey through a microphone,” Sarah said.

Although doing play by play for hockey isn’tmy strongest ability, it would be tting for the rela-tive of the greatest broadcaster in team history tosit in the booth and call a game. I may not live up toGene’s notoriety, but that is a story within itself. When I spoke with Sarah Hart, she told mesomething that I will remember for as long as I havea passion for this eld.

“Chris, I can tell you that if Gene were here

today, he would be so proud of you for wanting to dothis.”

Those words hit me like a slapshot. As asmile cracked across my face, I realized that this isgoing to work. I will make it in this business.

Who knows, maybe the Flyers will win a cupwhile I’m in front of a microphone and I’ll make amemorable call of my own. Gene would be proud.

Flyers

‘She Speaks’ uses Earth Day

to highlight women’s contributions

Earth Day at Atlantic Cape Community Col-

lege is always in full bloom. Students gather around

the campus quad for a day of games, food, friendship,

and environmental awareness.

Until this year.

The Earth Day celebration, held April 19th on

the Mays Landing campus, raised more than just en-

vironmental awareness; also highlighted was women’s

contribution to career elds such as science, technol-

ogy, engineering, and mathematics (abbreviated as

STEM).

And She Speaks - a new club at Atlantic Cape

that promotes and discusses the rights of women

in America and elsewhere - was the reason for that

awareness. Members of the She Speaks club planted

a tree in front of the Atlantic Cape STEM building as

a dedication for the women who have contributed to

improving the STEM program.

According to Melissa Polizzi, 19, an Atlantic

Cape student and the founder and president of She

Speaks, the tree is a celebration of the women who

have taken part in the STEM movement.

The club also created brochures to highlight

three women who contributed to STEM: Katherine

Johnson, Hayat Sindi, and Sarah Helen Parcak. John-

son, an American physicist, space scientist, and mathe-

matician, contributed to the United States’ aeronautics

and space programs with an early application of digital

electronic computers at NASA. Johnson also calculat-

ed the trajectories for Project Mercury ights and the1969 Apollo ight to the moon.

Sindi, a Saudi Arabian medical scientist, was

one of the rst female members of the Consultative As-

sembly of Saudi Arabia. Sindi contributed to point-of-

care medical testing and biotechnology. She is ranked

as the 19th most inuential Arab in the world, and as

the ninth inuential Arab woman.

Parcak, an American archaeologist, Egyptolo-

gist, and remote sensing expert, contributed to iden-

tifying potential archaeological sites in landmarks of

the former Roman Empire through the use of satellite

imaging. Parcak directs survey and excavation projects

in the Faiyum, Sinai, and Egypt’s East Delta with her

husband Dr. Greg Mumford.

She Speaks’ Polizzi points out that the tree

the club planted will also represent a symbol of encour-

agement for women to join the STEM programs and to

make their own contributions in their elds.

Polizzi thanked Tom DiPietro – Atlantic

Cape’s head groundskeeper - and Dr. Richard Pernicia-

ro - executive vice president of the planning, research,

facilities, and executive support department for Atlan-

tic Cape - for their contributions in having She Speaks

plant the tree.

Polizzi also thanked the student body for its

support of the club’s activities and of the club itself.

She Speaks is open to the whole student body,

and meets in room B121 on Tuesdays at 12:30 P.M. at

the Mays Landing campus. Contact for the club is its e-

mail address: [email protected].


The Atlantic Cape Community College ar-chery team competed in the Eastern Regional Colle-giate Championships April 23-24 at James Madison

University in Harrisonburg, Va. The competition featured 14 college archeryteams from the East Coast, including Penn State,Columbia University, University of Connecticut,Lockhaven University, Massachusetts Institute ofTechnology and Princeton University.

This was the nal tournament before Atlan-tic Cape archers compete in the United States Colle-giate National Championships, hosted by MichiganState University in May. In individual competition, Atlantic Capearcher Lorena Koidl, of Mays Landing, won the Fe-male Bowhunter Regional Championship and wasnamed to the “All-East Team.” Other Individual placements for AtlanticCape archers included:

- Male Compound: Chris Ferraro (Hammonton) – 8th

- Female Compound: Christina Papaycik (Egg Harbor Township) –

8th; Rosie Williams (Petersburg) – 10th; Kerri Byrne (Egg Harbor

Township) – 18th

- Male Recurve: Phil Holmer (Northeld) - 12th; Andrew Ciurcak(Woodbine) –15th; Jacob Verret (Absecon) – 20th.

- Female Recurve: Danielle Ziegler (Franklinville) – 14th; Ariella

Mossman (Somers Point) – 16th; Hillary Paladini (Mays Landing)

– 21st

- Male Bowhuter: Nick Derr (Vineland) – 14th

In team competition, Atlantic Cape’s mixed compound

team (Ferraro and Papaycik), Men’s Recurve Team (Holmer, Ciur -

cak and Verret), and Women’s Recurve Team (Ziegler, Mossman and

Paladini) all nished with bronze medals.

The Women’s Compound Team (Papaycik, Williams and

Byrne) and the Mixed Bowhunter Team (Koidl and Derr) both n-

ished fth.

Atlantic Cape’s team is led by longtime archers Chad Affrunti of Atco

and John Repnicki of Galloway. Atlantic Cape’s archery team has a

history of success, producing more than 40 All-America archers and

hosting the U.S. Intercollegiate Archery Championships three times.

For more information on Atlantic Cape’s archery team, visit

atlantic.edu/archery.

Atlantic Cape archer named to All-East team


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The Atlantic Cape

Review

Congratulates

the Class

of 2016.May success

follow youalways.

ATLANTIC CAPEREVIEWThe student newspaper of Atlantic Cape Community College, Mays Landing, N.J.


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“Paper Towns” by John Green: Dut-ton Books, Oct. 16, 2008; Speak, Sept. 22, 2009,305 pages. Between $8 (paperback) and $13(hardcover). ISBN-13: 9780142414934

Do you ever feel bored with life? Do youfeel as if you’re trapped in this unextraordinary

cycle of monotony and routine and that youneed a breath of change?

Or, maybe, do you feel your life is too

interesting? Do you feel you’re trapped in thisextraordinary cycle of craziness and drama thatyou need to escape?

These are the questions charactersQuentin “Q” Jacobsen and Margo Roth Spiegel-man must confront in “Paper Towns,” a young

adult novel by author John Green - who alsowrote the popular novels “Looking for Alaska”and “The Fault in Our Stars.”

The story is told from the perspectiveof Quentin, a high school senior who believes heleads an un-extraordinary, predictable life with

his therapist parents and his two best friends,Ben and Radar; Quentin has also been in lovewith his beautiful, extraordinary, and unpre-dictable neighbor and classmate Margo since

they were children.One night, Margo enlists Quentin to

accompany her on an adventure that entailsseeking revenge on all her close friends andex-boyfriend for mistreating her throughout

her high school career. Quentin sees a differentside of Margo that night: he sees how much she

hated her seemingly unique life. A day after Quentin’s adventure with

Margo, he and everyone else in Margo’s life dis-cover that she has disappeared without a trace.Or, so everyone thinks.

With the help of Ben, Radar, and Mar-go’s former friend Lacey, Quentin discoversclues that could lead him to nding Margo - as

well as discovering how extraordinary his ownlife is, and how Margo may not be as extraordi-nary as he and everyone else has painted her to

be.“Paper Towns” is not a disappointing

read. The tone of the novel is lled with humor,mystery, and drama without becoming too over-bearing in any of those genres.

Quentin is a refreshing protagonistas a nerdy, sarcastic teenager who still needsto gure out his life. Margo is another unique

main character who readers must unfold asthey read the novel in order to uncover Margo’strue nature. The novel’s supporting characters

are enjoyable as sidekicks and antagonists toQuentin and Margo.

John Green succeeds yet again as an

author with his novel “Paper Towns,” as read-

ers are asked to question whether or not theirown lives require a sense of the mundane or the

imaginative.

BOOK REVIEW

Your life:

Boring, or

just too

interesting?

Wildwood High, Atlantic Capecombine to fnd career paths

Atlantic Cape Community College is part-nering with Wildwood High School to offer highschool students programs that help them nd aca-demic and career paths. Wildwood High School, which serves stu-dents in Wildwood as well as Wildwood Crest, NorthWildwood and West Wildwood, received a $250,000grant from the New Jersey Department of Educa-tion meant for high schools that receive Title I funds.Wildwood High must build a partnership with At-lantic Cape to receive the grant.

As part of the partnership, Wildwood Highand Atlantic Cape are creating programs aimed at

juniors and seniors that are intended to help stu-dents nd career paths suited to their interests; theprograms will also prepare them for college-level

courses so that they may bypass remedial courses.“[The district and Atlantic Cape Commu-

nity College] are thrilled to be able to enhance theirpartnership through the grant-funded programs,”Supervisor of Curriculum and Instruction for theWildwood School District Josepha Penrose said. Throughout the spring and summer, a series ofSaturday workshops and a weeklong boot camp willtake place at the Cape May County campus. Therst workshop was on March 26, and served as anorientation for future workshops. Students receiveda tour of the Cape May County campus as well astips on time management and goal-setting.

On April 16, students took the Myers-BriggsPersonality Assessment to align their interests, per-sonality types and goals with career paths.

On May 7, students will use Sigi3, an educa-tion and career planning software, to further mapout their careers. This assessment covers values,interests, personality types and a survey of the stu-dent’s skills, and will recommend occupations. Stu-dents will further explore these occupations on May21. During the nal workshop on June 4, studentswill develop portfolios and resumes, and will exploreemployer options.

The College and Career Readiness BootCamp will take place June 20th through June 24.During these sessions, students will participate ininteractive workshops aimed at optimizing studyhabits, internalizing new knowledge and improving

test performance. The Saturday sessions and bootcamp sessions will be from 9 a.m. until 1 p.m.; lunchwill be provided. In addition to on-campus workshops, after-school programs at Wildwood High School will orga-nize real-world job experiences for students in part-nership with local businesses and organizations. “The grant programs will give students op-portunities that extend the school day and will helpthem plan out and gain experience toward the ful-llment of their future aspirations,” Wildwood HighSchool principal Philip Schaffer said.

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JUNIORS AND SENIORS: Saturday workshops for Wildwood juniors, seniors are set for Cape campus.

By TAYLOR HENRY, Staff writer

(Continued from Page 6)rance” I realized that I was nervous about mention-ing anything negative.

At times I wanted to be harsher on lms,but felt that would detract people from viewing alm despite how negative some aspects of the lmmight be.

I went back to Ebert’s reviews to guide meinto writing reviews and found a video of Gene Siskeland Roger Ebert discussing how they would tackle alm to review. And Ebert’s advice has always stuckwith me since then.

“You have to give the movie it’s day in court,”Ebert said. “At the end of the review a person shouldwant to still say, ‘Hey I want to see that movie’.” It was through this video that I learned that

reviews are just about a critic sharing his opinion,

hoping that someone will see the movie, and formu-late his review whether he agrees with you or not. Even though I haven’t been too criticalthroughout my stay here, in the end it has been myhonest opinion. I always try to show the good in alm, hope that many of my readers would see themovies, and form their own opinions.

As I was writing this article, a few readerscame up to me and shared with me their opinionson lms I had reviewed and whether they agreed ordisagreed. Writing reviews has taught me to appreci-ate every lm regardless of a critic’s review and tosee the impact of my writing. Thank you for readingthem and maybe you’ll see me in theater. I’ll be theone with the bucket of popcorn.

Sanchez

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