The Seventh Inning Stretch

It was a long winter ladies and gentleman. Word on the street here in New England is that this past winter was an exceptionally bad one. I sure hope so because that was a shock to my system. I didn’t sign up for that much snow and that much cold, for THAT long.  Nobody ever said it could be that bad.  Just know, they don’t tell you about the weather in admissions.

Snow removal equipment

Spring is finally in the air. Last week, rain melted the last of the snow on campus.  On Friday the sun was shining and it was a bluebird day. Even though it was only about forty something degrees outside, I busted out my shorts and a t-shirt. I figure this wardrobe change, my optimism, and longing will speed up the seasons and Mother Nature. I cannot wait for summer.

Life here at Holy Cross has been, unlike the horrendous winter weather, exceptionally good. Classes have been going great. I’ve been learning a lot and I am busy all the time. The most notable difference between first and second semester is that now I have a pretty solid group of friends that I do almost everything with. That “time management” dilemma everyone talks about is one I’ve been coping with this semester. There are just so many wonderful opportunities to pursue and tons of great people to be with in addition to all of the work that has to get done.

This past weekend, my dad came and visited me from California. It was such an incredible treat to get to see him and spend time together.  On Friday afternoon, he arrived from Boston and I gave him a campus tour and he took some of my friends and me out to dinner at the Flying Rhino Cafe on Shrewsbury Street. Then, on Saturday, I took a bus into Boston and met up with my dad. After another delectable meal out, we took the T down to Fenway Park and bought a couple of tickets off a scalper in time to see the top of the third of the Red Sox and Brewers game. That was my first time to Fenway. It’s a very cool, older stadium and Red Sox vans are diehards. With his CA blood, my dad was “freezing” in the mid-forty degree weather watching the game. Because we’re not huge baseball fans, we left the game after the seventh inning stretch. We didn’t miss much. The Sox lost by a single run after the completion of the 11^th inning.  By that time, I was already fast asleep in the bed of my Dad’s hotel room.

Me and my dad

It’s hard to believe I have less than five weeks left in my freshman year. This year has gone by faster than ever.  Although I hope they all don’t race by this quick, I’ve heard the following years only go by faster.  No matter how fast, I plan on savoring all the time I have here on the Hill.

A game of stickball in progress on Wheeler beach

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