Two Novembers ago I was set straight by Jane Callan, who tends the flowers in The Star’s windows, as I was bemoaning the season that was falling into “the sere, the yellow leaf.” Winter, she said, to the contrary, was not a sad time — not a sad time for a lover of flowers, at any rate — but a time of renewal, a time for gathering strength “so that they’ll come back even stronger and bigger than they were before.”
Ashley West, a runner who comes from a talented soccer family, winced when asked if she’d ever played the game.
“Just once,” she said. “I scored . . . but it was the wrong goal.”
And so began a running career whose latest goal is to compete in the national Division III championships.