I can’t help but notice after three years of receiving treatment for cancer and having labs drawn that many nurses are quick to accuse my veins of any number of sins: namely teeny-weeny, rolly, valvesy, jumpy, scarred, stingy, positional, blown, and generally speaking uncooperative. The seven dwarfs of phlebotomy. No, make that eight. I’m starting…

There are those who are trying to set fire to the world, we are in danger, there is time only to work slowly,there is no time not to love. We are, once again, in a conflagration, once again at war. Once again, we must find the heart of peace, even now put out the fires,…