Skip free or die trying: My run-ins with the world of two-legged transportation

There was a time when I moved my body with joy. It feels like yesterday. A decade and a half goes by so fast you’ve hardly got time to toss out the teddy bears before the beer bottles pile up.

| Senior Sports Editor

Freshman Press: I may be in Missouri, but I’m not in Kansas anymore

I have spent the last 18 years of my life surrounded by cornfields, singing to farmhands about happy little blue birds and traversing the space to and beyond rainbows and other light-induced phenomena (I exaggerate, but only a bit). The song is over now and I find myself translated to an unfamiliar world with a new pair of shoes—they aren’t ruby, but I’ll get over it.

| Freshman Press Columnist

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