By Rachel Tavel, P.T., D.P.T., C.S.C.S. I loved my dad’s hands. They were soft and always warm, no matter how cold it was outside. As a kid, I would hold his hand every chance I got. On a sunny Tuesday just before Thanksgiving last year, surrounded by my mom, four siblings, and several life-saving machines, I
By Raymond Magno Co-Owner Of Eco Bear Biohazard Cleaning Company I spent the sunny afternoon playing with my friends, a typical routine for a 9-year old boy. Later, I decided to head home. I wanted to be sure to be on time for dinner my Mom was making one of my favorite meals. As is
Meghan McCain at the National Cathedral, Washington, DC For video, click HERE “The world is a fine place and worth the fighting for, and I hate very much to leave it.” When Ernest Hemingway’s Robert Jordan, at the close For Whom the Bell Tolls lies wounded, waiting for his last fight, these are among
John McCain’s daughter Meghan posted this on Sunday, a wonderful tribute to a revered American. My father, United States Senator John Sidney McCain III, departed this life today. I was with my father at his end, as he was with me at my beginning. In the thirty-three years we shared together, he raised me, taught
What Martin Luther King’s Daughter Has to Say About Grief by Lynda Cheldelin Fell She was just 5-years-old when her famous daddy, Martin Luther King, Jr., was assassinated. Thanks in part to the Pulitzer Prize-winning photo of the young Bernice King on her mother’s lap, most are familiar with that story. Yet a recent New York Times article about