There is something quietly powerful that happens 24 hours a day, 365 days a year in your community.
Every day, hundreds of people walk through the doors of your local hospital and step into a calling that has defined this community for generations. They show up to take care of their neighbors. ...
This morning, I woke up feeling like I shouldn’t bother getting out of bed. My brain felt mushy, my motivation level was somewhere south of nowhere, my eyes were heavy, and, well, you get it. Then I read a post by a wonderful physician friend of mine, Dr. Angela LaSalle.
When I was ...
My grandmother handed me a nickel, pointed toward the road, and sent me to buy an ice cream cone at a store named GrammyĢƵ.
I was 4 1/2 years old.
It was a hot, humid summer night, the kind where the porch screen door sticks and even the neighbors’ dogs are too tired to bark. The memory ...