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...separate incident, a Cambridge resident was arrested for fighting with a Medford resident over a parking space. An argument ensued and the driver arrested took a chain with a lock on it and attempted to strike the other driver...

Author: By Kirsten G. Studlien, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Police Log | 5/10/1999 | See Source »

Buckley, a new Medford Police officer was the class president of the first graduates from the Metropolitan Boston Transit Authority (MBTA) police academy. Their graduation, which was held in Sanders Theatre, had a unique Harvard flavor...

Author: By Marc J. Ambinder, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: New, More Diverse Class of HUPD Officers Graduates, Part of Riley's Vision for Dept. | 4/27/1999 | See Source »

...actually is possible to be Quadded from the Quad! The 26 unfortunates placed in this building across the street from the Radcliffe Quad--many in one-room doubles--suffer the equivalent of living in Greenough and eating in Annenberg, only it all takes place closer to Medford than to Cambridge...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: 100 REASONS WHY HARVARD SUCKS | 4/22/1999 | See Source »

...nowhere, on the suddenly reappearing Medford-Somerville line, soared Medford's answer to Somerville's fabled mounts. I took a long, steep flight of stairs up onto the campus of Tufts, a sort of would-be Harvard on a hill. There was a large brass elephant in the middle of the university's Yard-ette. Traipsing down to the library, I walked out on to the roof--it was built into the side of the hill and from the perch on the park there I was able to look out over all I had left behind. A satisfying moment...

Author: By T.j. Kelleher, | Title: Four Dollars and Change | 4/15/1999 | See Source »

...change in my pocket reminded me of my experiment. I felt it was complete. I stood at the intersection of Willow and Broadway, near a sign that proudly read "Ball Square" and I considered heading over a bridge that waited in front of me. The bridge headed back into Medford, toward Malden. Then I spotted Ball Square's local bar. I knew what I had to do. Twenty minutes later, with the last of my money and a bottle of Rolling Rock spent, I headed for home...

Author: By T.j. Kelleher, | Title: Four Dollars and Change | 4/15/1999 | See Source »

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