By Mariah Prescott HotRodHotline.com – Article published here
April 9, 2015
Back in February, a high school team of young women led by Coach Jill Arata competed at the Race and Performance Expo in St. Charles, Illinois. The team is making history as the first all-girls squad coached by a woman and is the only female team competing this year in the Hot Rodders of Tomorrow events.
The team hails from the automotive department at Belvidere North High School in Belvidere, Illinois and all are in it to prove a point: Women can be grease monkeys too. Continue reading →
by Mariah Prescott HotRodHotline.com – Article published here
We all can name a few things that elicit that glint in our parents’ eyes. Any child of a car lover will tell you about that twinkle when dad starts to talk about a car of his. All the memories, the time spent driving and fixing – with some cars more fixing than driving – but that never matters. They’ll tell you stories so detailed, it’s as if you were right there with them.
In October, Hot Rod Hotline received a request from a daughter, Pam, whose father had been battling cancer for the fourth time. She didn’t know if he would beat it again, so she wanted to find him a special Christmas present: a ride in his first car.
By Mariah Prescott for iBerkshires Sports – Article published here 10:44PM / Monday, November 03, 2014
WILLIAMSTOWN, Mass. — The Athol Red Raiders (8-7-3) didn’t go without a fight, but the Mount Greylock girls soccer team on Monday came out on top, 3-2, thanks to Kelsey Orpin’s goal midway through the first overtime, to advance in the Western Massachusetts Division 3 tournament.
By Mariah Prescott for iBerkshires Sports – Article published here 11:38PM / Monday, October 27, 2014
WILLIAMSTOWN, Mass. — There is the usual pre-game buzz that comes with any competition, but by the last game of the season the players and parents always talk a bit louder and giggle a bit harder in the minutes leading up to the game. The Mount Greylock varsity girls soccer team’s 6-1 win over Taconic on Monday evening was no exception.
I sat up and stared off into the dim light of the barn. A cool spring night breeze blew through the aisle. Maiden paced in her stall; her breathing was heavy, sweat thick on her neck. I looked at the time, the glow of my cell phone illuminating my makeshift bed of blankets and hay bales. 2:30AM. I had been awake all night and was going to be there until the foal came.
I leaned back against the wide boarded wall of the barn, pulling a wool cooler up around my chin. My eyelids started to drag, the darkness of the barn willing me to sleep. Continue reading →