Author: Ashley Trice

Figuring out our own field of dreams

It looks like there is a very good chance we may be losing the Mobile BayBears to Madison County, Alabama. Damn space-rocket-loving Yankees! Though I can’t say I am all that surprised. Every time I have attended a game recently, the crowds were pretty light. I would venture to guess there are probably more people in the stands at local Little League games than watching our professional minor league baseball team. Support dwindled over the years. The reasons for that varied. Some of those reasons had nothing to do with the BayBears. I would hear things from other parents...

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The tropical bookends of Gulf Coast living

When you’ve been with someone for nearly a decade, it’s rare to find out something new about that person. You’ve heard most of each other’s stories. You can finish each other’s sentences. You can communicate by just looking at each other in some cases. But every now and again, something you’ve never seen before emerges from that person. And that something emerged from my husband as Hurricane Nate came “barreling” toward our neck of the Gulf Coast last weekend. My sweet, amazing husband is a hurricane junkie. A total weather nerd. I did not realize this because the last...

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There are ways to prevent this

Columbine. Aurora. Virginia Tech. Newtown. Orlando. And now Las Vegas. And this is just a partial list. Here we are again. Heartbroken, as we mourn together as a nation, hearing about a 20-year-old victim whose life was taken far too soon and a husband who lost his life shielding his wife. And on and on and on. … Thoughts and prayers will be tweeted. Calls for gun control will be made by the Left. The Right will say it’s not the gun’s fault, it’s the crazy person’s fault or societal decay. Moderate, reasonable human beings will say fine, keep...

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Holy shiplap! Is the end near?

Doomsday conspiracy theorist David Meade prophesied the world would end last week on Sept. 23. Since that didn’t happen, he now says the rapture will be Oct. 15. Funny, I didn’t think important dates like the end of times got to be rescheduled, like, say, a child’s soccer game, but what do I know? Meade subscribes to the theory that a 10th planet, known as Planet X (which NASA says doesn’t exist), will collide with Earth on this day, which will ultimately lead to the rapture. Bummer. But the upside is that after the rapture, he says, there will...

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Change needed on America’s college campuses

Every parent wants their child to grow up, do well in school and eventually leave the nest to go off to college (hopefully on full academic and/or athletic scholarships). After buying a house with a picket fence, getting a dog and birthing 2.5 children, this hope is the natural extension of the American Dream. But some of the activities on college campuses these days are becoming every parent’s worst nightmare. Hazing deaths Hazing deaths, usually alcohol- and/or drug-related, in Greek fraternities are nothing new. They unfortunately happened when I was in college, and they are still happening today. With...

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A cone of uncertain, random, post-hurricane thoughts

Hurricane Irma has been on the minds of many a Mobilian over the past week or so. After absolutely decimating the Caribbean islands, she ultimately decided to visit the Sunshine State and make it not so “sunshiney.” Thankfully, Irma left us alone for the most part, only giving us a little bit of wind and strangely chugging our bay down her pie hole, or I guess I should say her “eye hole” (or whatever it is she did with it). Though it could have been much, much worse, there will still be lots of cleanup and rebuilding to do...

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The price of living in paradise

It was an absolutely glorious Labor Day weekend. On Saturday, my kids spent time racing kayaks with friends across the bay in Fairhope. On Sunday, the whole family and I took a boat ride with friends from Dauphin Island to the Mississippi coast. My daughter had an absolute look of bliss on her face as we made our way to Gautier for a party. She would scream, “Go faster, Uncle Rob! Go faster!” any time our captain dared to slow down his boat. The water was as smooth as glass much of the way and the sun’s rays made...

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On Sofia, Smurfette and Millie

I recently came across a study on gender bias that found when you ask 5-year-olds if they think boys or girls are smarter, they usually answer their own gender. But somewhere between ages 5 and 6, something changes for girls, because when you ask a group of 6- and 7-year-olds the same question, boys were still more likely to say boys, but girls were significantly less likely to say girls. They started picking boys, too. Researchers and parents alike were puzzled. What was causing this “switch?” And why was it found at this specific age? They reasoned the usual...

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