My fellow student blogger Emma wrote a great piece (Why Minnesota?) on coming to Mac from New York City, so I figured I would add the West Coast perspective. I was lucky to grow up in the San Francisco Bay Area with the Pacific Ocean a stone’s throw away and a weather report that rarely read anything lower than 50 degrees. That being said, at first glance, my decision to attend Macalester seems pretty transparent. My college search culminated with a small list of similar schools across the country. As a high school senior, I knew I was looking for a liberal arts experience with rigorous academics, a strong program in History, and a chance to play baseball. Macalester fit the bill, and I was blown away by my visit. On paper, my choice to attend Mac makes perfect sense.
Yet no matter how hard I try, I always get the same question: “Wait, you went from California to Minnesota?” Yes, I did. And I would make the choice again. I came to Macalester because I knew I would be afforded opportunities here that I truly wouldn’t be able to find anywhere else. Mac has brought together a community of students, faculty, and staff that has constantly astound me. I’ve had the chance to pursue my passions to the fullest, take leadership positions on the field and in the classroom, and explore two brand new cities. I’ve met fascinating people from around the country and the world, and Mac has lived up to my expectations in every way imaginable.
|One of the many, many afternoons I've spent at Target Field. It's one of the best stadiums in baseball and it's right in the middle of downtown Minneapolis!|
|My training methods have changed slightly since coming to Macalester. All kidding aside, this team tradition makes the first big snowstorm a whole lot of fun.|
- Ross B.