Sitting inside, looking out at the bare trees and morning sun, I long for spring. It feels as unreal as a DREAM, the possibility of sitting on the patio, having my morning coffee. But I know that soon, we will get out the ROUND table, position the chairs. I close my eyes, willing the weak February sun to be warmer than it is. Can I move just so in the stiff-backed dining room chair, move so that the sun creates a RUDDY glow for my closed eyes? Sigh. I settle for hands warmed by my mug of coffee, belly full of toast and marmalade. Soon, I promise myself, soon.

Georg’ann

The can be no DOUBT, the GUARD has changed for the IU women’s basketball program. The wins are non-stop, the seats are sold out. It’s glorious except for a RUDER fan base. Why is it that higher levels of success breeds an edgier scene. I conjecture that it is an increase in testosterone and youthful energies. No longer for families, it’s a student party. Even the male cheerleaders are on the court, where they’ve never been before. Winning and recognition entices men to take notice. They bring their beer, their RUDDY faces, and booming voices yelling distasteful taunts.

Heather