“I came to Northwood because I felt like I needed to go to a place where I could blend my academics and athletics at a high level. I think the part that shocked me the most was how close I got to the community so quickly. Every day when I wake up, I think to myself I wish I could have been here longer than just my senior year.
“‘’Doesn’t matter, get better,’ my dad has always said this to me since I was little. I find it applies to all aspects of my life and keeps me present where my feet are. It’s easy to look ahead, especially when I think about college, upcoming games, or where I want to end up in the future. Keeping me grounded and my motivation at its peak is its focus and the biggest thing I get out of it. My dad has always been a person I’ve looked up to my whole life. Having him work in hockey and coach at a high level has been a blessing as we share the love for the sport both so deeply. While I wouldn’t consider myself a superstitious person, the one thing I must do on game day is text both my parents that I love them. They both play such a huge role in me deciding the type of person I want to be in this world.
“The biggest takeaway about being at prep school is to throw yourself into everything. It’s easy to stay within your comfort zone and shy away from activities, but the memories are made when you’re stretching yourself outside your usual circle and enjoying the school for what it truly is: a tight-knit and vibrant community.
“Being from Carp, Ontario, and spending last year at our rival school Stanstead College, I am nothing but grateful that I decided to come to Northwood. I am thankful for the opportunities I have been given to this point, not only by the people of Northwood but also by my family. With that being said, I am extremely excited to play Division 1 hockey at The College of The Holy Cross for the next four years. While I am only halfway through my year here at Northwood, I already feel like I’ve grown so much, not only as a player but, more importantly, as a person, and I am proud to call myself a Husky.”
As told to Sophia DeAnzeris ’25. Photo provided.
