Come June 1, the 2014 Hurricane Season begins. Although it is forecasted to be a mild season due to the El Niño Southern Oscillation phenomenon and relatively cool water temperatures, it only takes one...

My name is Patrick Crowley and I have the exhausting challenge as the Opinions Editor of The Crimson White to generate conversation on campus through a selection of diverse opinions from all reaches of...

When I was young, I would rummage through my mother’s dresser drawers. I loved her, and so I wanted a glance into her life – the details of her preferences, the objects of her comfort, the evidence...

As a child, history was easily my least favorite subject in school. Anything before my Nickelodeon/Britney Spears-filled world was irrelevant and therefore boring, in my selfish opinion. It wasn’t until...

Mom, I have a weird confession to make. I enjoyed being sick as a child. It wasn’t the physical pain or emotional exhaustion that I found pleasurable. It wasn’t missing school or rewatching the same...

When I first sat down to write this article, a thousand different ideas ran through my head. This was my final opportunity to voice my opinion on a plethora of things that I have seen as major issues or...

College has been chaotic. Over the last four years, I have studied four completely unrelated fields and engaged in pursuits unconnected to any of them. As with most other students, I grew, learned, made...

Sorry, University of Alabama, but I think we should really go our separate ways. I’ve decided to take my life in a different direction, I can’t keep getting degrees here. I think three is kinda pushing...

Over the past few weeks, the opinion pages of The Crimson White have been filled with a curious seasonal phenomenon. Like the migration of the salmon, a procession of senior columns has arrived to leap...

Since the fifth grade, I had attended a small private school in Birmingham that cultivated and groomed students to go off to the Ivy Leagues. Many students never even considered any school in the state...

When I came here as a freshman, I was invited to an event at Mallet my first weekend of college. Having no connections to speak of, I was eager to investigate the mysterious Mallet Assembly, and I decided...

Like so many other students who will proudly walk across The University of Alabama graduation stage, I am thrilled to take my next steps, reflective on the experience of our individual formative journeys...