HARVESTING THE PAST

TEAMMATE: SEAN HIGGINS

When I was young things were different. There are still vague memories, flashes of the way things were. I can remember it was my first trip north to see my family; the cool northern air was very new to me.

As we walked through the city, a swift cool breeze pushed between the buildings and caressed my skin. It was altogether a strange new feeling, my hairs standing up on end. It scared me at first, but my grandfather eased my fears.

-Excerpt from competition entry