By Cole Alberto McMahon At the age of five, I put on my first baseball uniform. An extra-small “Paloma Valley Pony Baseball White Sox” jersey. Photo/Roseline Lemette Fast forward 16 years. I found myself putting on a uniform and spikes for the last time. As a little kid, I always dreamed big, telling myself I was going to be a San Francisco 49er, a San Francisco Giant, and even a Jedi Knight. What you find out when you get older is, dreams do not always become a reality

By Jacob Greene 4 years. Gone way too soon. Photo/Roseline Lemette I could sit here, write down everything I learned—or I could walk you through it. Quickly. A “short” summary of sorts from which you can draw your own conclusions. My sign-on typically goes something like this, “Hello fans and welcome into insert game this Jacob Greene here at insert place in Redding, CA. It’s great to have you with us.” I have done a lot. But that is because of the opportunities pre

By Ruby Photo by Bobby Rutledge College friendships are fickle in nature: here’s how they are made, kept, and ended. The friendships we...