Sure, I have friends who are teachers. My daughter is a teacher. But there’s a few things that need exploring that’s going to ruffle the feathers of a few teachers, whether they’re relatives, friends, or both, or neither. The President has proposed that children start attending school when they are four years old. It wasn’t…

Some mixed results from a peripheral blood flow cytometry report, some enlarged lymph nodes, and my worry over the darkest, most malignant self-interpretations, which can be the most dangerous kind, resulted in Hemosapien ordering a CT scan with contrast. The results of the scan are back, and it could have been a lot worse. We…

The Head Start program, a product of the Lyndon B. Johnson Great Society, has come under some tight scrutiny recently. Expect this to continue for a while. Head Start’s Mission Statement is: Head Start promotes school preparation by enhancing the social and cognitive development of children through the provision of educational, health, nutritional, social and…

After all, this is the CLL Blog. Since I have some worries that bear watching, but am not actively dealing with the disease at this time, I have the time to think and write about other things. I am thankful for that. The Fludarabine/Cyclosphosphamide/Rituximab (FCR) chemotherapy regimen developed at M.D. Anderson Cancer Center in Houston…

At dusk yesterday, coming out the door of the Winn-Dixie and into the parking lot at that time of the day when twilight can obscure how we see things, perhaps even what we see, before the time the parking lot lights have grown bright from the energy they consume, their feeble but surreal contribution in…

Amid the furor over the Vice-President’s indication of executive orders being used to limit constitutional rights, I decided I would write something refuting an article on gun control I read in The Huffington Post. That I would disagree with an article from Huffington is hardly surprising, is it? And many of you are wondering why…

December 21, 2012, came and went without incident. The world did not end, except for the 153,319.64 people I talked about earlier. It pretty much went right on for the rest of us. Yesterday, my long-time friend, Jake, was among the 153,319.64. Jake’s recently diagnosed stage IV cancer got the best of him, as it…

Apparently, not too far. We all knew Canaan, my 23 year old son, was talented . . . we just had yet to discover what those talents were. Charm, wit, affability, unfailingly loyal, an easy graceful manner – it was easy to discern these, but, arguably, they aren’t really talents, I suppose; they are mannerisms…

That bastion of conservative frugality and useful accomplishments, The United Nations, is wanting to assess retroactive cash payments from nations who may or may not have produced greenhouse gasses contributing to global climate change which may or may not have damaged certain unspecified nations at some point in the past, or may or may not…

Who actually eats fruitcake? Someone is bound to. Someone must like it. My bank hauls out what appears to be the very same bricks of Claxton Fruit cake every Christmas. I ask them, “Are these the same ones y’all had up here last year?” “Oh! No!,” they assure me. “We get them fresh every year.…