Archive for April 2014

The story that dirt told me

The story that dirt told me
I’m a cowboy deep down inside. When I was four or five, back when life was still good and untroubled, my family and I lived in Southeastern New Mexico, close enough to the Texas border to count. It’s ugly there, or beautiful, depending on your perspective. Tumbleweeds. Dirt. Blue sky. Pump jacks pumping oil. Horses... Read more »

Banning Donald Sterling and killing Clayton Lockett: Justice hasn’t won

Banning Donald Sterling and killing Clayton Lockett: Justice hasn’t won
There are people in this world who I hate. At least I say I do when I’m venting to friends. A couple of people at work who really get under my skin. Also, Sarah Palin. That guy who made a dumb-ass comment on a friend’s Facebook status. The doctor whose negligence and mental illness caused... Read more »

This is what hope looks like

This is what hope looks like
I have a picture on my wall at work of me and several of the members of my support group. We’re at a dinner, held last Spring, at the Cancer Support Center. Of the seven people pictured, two are now dead. I look at them some days and cry, and on other days I smile.... Read more »
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I belong to the disease of the month club

I belong to the disease of the month club
We’re as far away from October on the calendar as we can possibly get. Its rosy glow spreads impossibly far, making hundreds of thousands of people aware of breast cancer. Breast cancer awareness and pink ribbons sell everything from tennis balls to lipstick. Clinique, Ralph Lauren, Avon, Yoplait, KFC, even Smith and Wesson use pink... Read more »

The American Cancer Society and Extended Stay America offer free stays for people in cancer treatment

The American Cancer Society and Extended Stay America offer free stays for people in cancer treatment
This past summer my daughter was in the hospital for about five days. She is fully recovered and healthy, for which I am very grateful. I learned from that experience that hospitals feel very different when you’re the parent/caregiver than when you’re the patient. When I was diagnosed with cancer, I spent a few days... Read more »