The College Of Saint Rose Albany
The College of Saint Rose Coordinates: 42°39′50″N 73°47′12″W / 42.663981°N 73.786781°W / 42.663981; -73.786781 is a private, independent, co-educational, not-for-profit, Liberal Arts college in Albany, New York, United States, founded in 1920 by the Sisters of Saint Joseph of Carondelet. It is one of six colleges in the United States sponsored by the Sisters of Saint Joseph as well as one of the 16 institutions of higher education that form the Hudson/Mohawk Association of Colleges and Universities. The College enrolls a total of approximately 4,863 students (2,931 undergraduates and 1,932 postgraduates).
The College is broadly divided into four schools: the School of Arts and Humanities (which includes the Music, Art, and Communications Departments), the School of Mathematics and Sciences, the School of Business, and the School of Education. These schools offer a total of over 70 degrees at the certificate, undergraduate, and graduate levels.
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