One Good Thing

“I didn’t feel the lump.” So wrote Patti McCarthy on January 1, 2013. “I was called back for a second mammogram. I like to look at a tech’s face to see if I need to worry. But cancer never entered… Continue Reading →

My curmudgeon credentials are impeccable. When I was a small child, my mother occasionally called me Hard-Hearted Hannah (I don’t remember exactly why, but it was probably deserved). In my early 20s, I worked with a woman who sighed, “So… Continue Reading →