“Cancer: The Emperor of All Maladies,” a Pulitzer Prize-winning book, becomes an amazing documentary. Every so often, we encounter a story that reaffirms my belief that our country, our world, is, in fact, heading in the right direction.
“You know what you should write about …,” my brother began. I sighed. Several years of unsolicited suggestions flashed through my head. Not all of them were bad ideas but none was a good idea for me. I usually thank people and decline politely.
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From an economic standpoint, chronic diseases cost our country $4.2 trillion every year. That’s enough to pay 18 million teachers’ salaries, buy 42 million cars, purchase 5.6 million homes and pay 56.8 million U.S. Army privates.
“Susan, the clicker isn’t working,” my dad said as he handed me the TV remote. Ronald Reagan was president and I was mid-college, but the seemingly insignificant conversation has stuck with me all these years.
There may not be anything more boring than a mom or dad whose sole topic of conversation is about their amazing kids. For the love of all that is holy, just give a rest. We get it: Your kids are the best and the brightest — at least in your brain they are.
Kids were running all over an indoor athletic training facility on a field divided in half by a large floor-to-ceiling net. On the left side of the net was a lacrosse league, and to the right, a baseball team. I sat and watched both practices for a while, taking inventory of the equipment being used. Based on what I was seeing, I figured that several thousand dollars were out on that field.