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May 23rd, 2017
Every two seconds, someone in the United States needs blood. Really, every two seconds. Most of us probably take for granted that the blood will be there, waiting for transfusion, if and when we or a loved one need it. But there’s no guarantee of that… unless we all do our part to contribute to…
March 23rd, 2017
This time of year makes me happy. The days are getting longer, rain and snow will be behind us soon (OK, maybe not rain), and NCAA college basketball playoffs are underway. Coates Kokes is not alone in sponsoring a Bracket Challenge competition: 70 million people filled out March Madness brackets in 2016. USA Today says…
December 23rd, 2016
What does it mean to “Live Better?” For some people, it may mean cutting back on calories (goodbye, Christmas cookies!) and getting a little more physical activity. To others it could mean working a little less and spending a little more time with loved ones. Or possibly cutting back on a bad habit that prevents…
November 10th, 2016
She did it. And we did it. With Tuesday’s historic vote, America fulfilled one of its original promises. Since the founding of the country, we’ve hoped to hold this truth to be self-evident, that all men are created equal. Now, to paraphrase Lin-Manuel Miranda, we can include women in the sequel. Women fought for 144…
October 20th, 2016
“Where are you from?” That’s a common question I dread being asked as I never know how to answer it. Do I say where I was born, or my two nationalities? Or should I mention all of the places I’ve lived? Due to my dad’s job, my family and I moved approximately every three years…
September 28th, 2016
The ash kept falling like snow, but it just wouldn’t melt. Citizens roamed the streets, their anxious faces dressed in unfamiliar surgical masks to protect their lungs. Nervous cars hid in their garages fearful of clogged air filters. It seemed Portland, my beloved hometown, would be forever lost to unpredictable Mother Nature. I celebrated my…