I got my B.A. from a picturesque college here on Long Island which started out as a 19th century mansion owned by the Vanderbilt family, which then passed into the hands of gangster Dutch Schultz during the Prohibition Era, and which later (for a brief period) was owned by a cult calling themselves "The Royal Fraternity of Master Metaphysicians". Would you have expected me to go anywhere else?
I got my M.S. from the less historically colorful Long Island University.