There is nothing quite like witnessing firsthand a broken justice system. I have observed conduct that was interlaced with corruption,…
When I visited a family member in Guam after so long, I felt immense pride as a military family. Yet,…
Mark Himebaugh went missing on November 25, 1991. Seven days later, I went to school with visible injuries that led…
There is a “not-so-quiet” pressure in our culture to have life figured out by eighteen, to know your path by…
At my father’s funeral, my uncle talked about roots. He talked about how my father grew a family that had…
It’s official—Thomson’s Bakery is finally open for orders! You can now grab a loaf of our hand-crafted sourdough, made with…
Something new is rising and I couldn’t keep it in the bowl any longer. I’m thrilled to announce the launch…