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For my very first column for The Saint, I wrote about my love for the game of hockey. As this is my final column for The Saint, I feel it only appropriate that I leave in a similar manner.
With that said, let me take you down the road of greatness.
When I was a little girl, I used to get stuck on particular phrases. “Apparently so” and “that’s unfortunate” were two of the major ones.
As a casual but interested observer of Catholicism in America, and especially over the course of my time at Aquinas, I have encountered all manner of opinions regarding Pope Benedict XVI.
Catholic Universities should rely on an examination of actions and implications rather than an oversimplification of positions that occurs commonly along conservative-liberal lines.
Colleges all around Aquinas are starting to throw the pigskin around in the 50-degree weather, and for many Aquinas sports enthusiasts, this calls up a recurring question: what would it take to bring a football team to Aquinas?
In this intolerably drawn-out election cycle, perhaps not one thing strikes me as more socially dishonest than the candidates’ continued promotion of a hazy, mystical idea known throughout history as “the American Dream.”
April seems a strange time to think about love — but any Disney fan knows that “twitterpated” isn’t just a made up word.
Reality television can once again be put on the back burner and re-runs will become a soon forgotten dream. Or will they?
St. Patrick’s Day has come and passed, with a blink of an eye for most of us.
Most of us think of only a few things when the holiday comes around. But what tickles my fancy is a little bit of history about the Irish culture — sports style.
Like many before me, I can’t tell you how many women have told me how “lucky” I am that, as a man, I’m able to “go” wherever I please.