State University Of New York At Geneseo
Coordinates: 42°47′44″N 77°49′10″W / 42.795668°N 77.819547°W / 42.795668; -77.819547
| State University of New York College at Geneseo | |
|---|---|
| Motto | "To Learn, To Search, To Serve." (SUNY motto) |
| Established | 1871 |
| Type | Public coeducational |
| President | Christopher Dahl |
| Provost | Carol Long |
| Academic staff | 288 (92% full-time) |
| Undergraduates | 4,950 |
| Postgraduates | 88 |
| Location | Geneseo, New York, USA |
| Campus | Small Town, 220 acres (890,000 m²) |
| Sports teams | Knights |
| Colors | Blue & White |
| Website | www.geneseo.edu |
The State University of New York-College at Geneseo—also known as SUNY Geneseo, Geneseo State, or, colloquially, Geneseo—is located in Geneseo, Livingston County, New York, United States. It is a University College of the State University of New York. The school was founded as the Wadsworth Normal and Training School, in 1871, and became a state liberal arts college in 1948. It is a member of the Council of Public Liberal Arts Colleges.
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