They’ve talked the talk, and now they’ve walked the walk. Staff members at the Orange County Health Department have reached their goal of walking the distance to Orange County, California — a week ahead of schedule.
We can't forget a war, even if we want to. It is seared into the souls of our soldiers, and of those who stayed home. The memory endures, even beyond the lifetimes of those who fought.
Q. My husband has been taking lisinopril for years now to control hypertension. We never associated his persistent nonstop coughing with this drug until today.
There exists a genre of literature that has gone largely unrecognized among more common ones like fiction, poetry, non-fiction and biography. One thing defines this lesser-known genre -- the writers talk a lot about food; but authors here focus on quantity, not quality. They will seemingly eat anything in their path, and the path before them is the Appalachian Trail (AT).
John Hinckley Jr. was an off-and-on student at Texas Tech University. After that, he was unsuccessful in getting a job. He began to buy weapons and practice shooting and was given anti-depressants and tranquilizers
This is Part 2 of the story I began last week, regarding the 7 Dwarfs of the Menopausi family: Itchy, Bitchy, Sleepy, Sweaty, Bloated, Forgetful and Cries-A-Lot. I tell this story because there are women out there suffering through the dwarf visits, with no idea why, how, when, or, really, where they left their shoes. Also, for all the young women out there who will, eventually, join this family ... yes, girls, you can run, but you can’t hide.
In her memoir, “It’s What I Do: A Photographer’s Life of Love and War” (Blackstone Audio, 9 hours), Lynsey Addario creates an immediate and horrifying snapshot of her life as a conflict photographer. It’s March 2011 in Ajdabiya, Libya. She and other colleagues ready themselves to capture images of a bombed out car “with human remains splattered all over the back seat.” She pans out, sets the scene succinctly by describing the beginning of Egyptian Spring,” the revolution that has become a war.”