Home. It is one of the most unique words as it does not have a decided definition. It means something different to everyone. If someone were to ask me “where’s home for you?” the answers might go something like this: “I’m from Canada” or “I live in the States” or “It’s wherever my family is.” But what defines the place that is home? I have lived in the United States for almost two years now. I could say it is starting to feel like “home,” yet my passport and visa status r

Has anyone noticed how this summer is flying by? As I write this letter from Canada, it’s already been a month and a half since the spring semester ended, and we’re already halfway through summer. But for me, my days have not changed; working in The Mystician office, interviewing sources, and studying for my summer classes any chance I get. I hope that for you, dear reader, your summer is filled with sunlight, the sound of waves lapping at a lakeshore, or exploring lush hikin

On June 15, an iconic room within the Bismarck State College Armory was the site of an online auction. This room was LaMont’s Pit Stop, or better known as the Coca-Cola Room. This nostalgic room featured 50s-style Coca-Cola merchandise, a checkered floor, and Coca-Cola themed booths and tables. During the school year it served as a concessions area for Mystics Athletics games in the Armory, as well as a study space for athletes catching up on homework. The space would open u

While this is my last letter from the editor, it is the first of many things for all of us. You, dear reader, will not be seeing my face on campus as I leave for UND this fall, taking my experiences at BSC with me to begin a new adventure on the other side of the state. While a part of me is sad, I am excited to see what the upcoming year has in store. I could go on about leaving, but I would rather talk about how proud I am of this newspaper staff and all the hard work they

Darline Perkins' porcupine quill work takes her to NYC Quill dreams “I would have dreams about porcupine quill work, and I didn’t know what it meant,” Darline Perkins said. Darline shared her story with a cousin who told her to talk to their grandmother who did porcupine work, so she went and told her what was happening. The grandmother offered to teach Darline, but the lessons would have to wait a year because the grandmother was in mourning. “There are strict rules about