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A couple of days ago, I stood by the bedside of a friend who was dying. As his sister whispered a litany of thanksgiving for his life and...

July 5, 1961. I don’t recall the phone call coming in. I was 8 years old. My grandfather had been in the hospital for surgery and was...

SOS (South Oakland Shelter) Earlier in the week, I was graced with the opportunity to participate in our church’s week of hosting the...

I am sitting at my computer with perspiration trickling down my face. I’ve just come in from outside after having raked debris out the...

Lockdown. Two sets of double doors that need a special key to open. Patients in a variety of situations--some not yet medicated...

On February 24, 2014, a call came through my Google voice. It was Sandra, my supervisor from the hospital where I served as a contingent...

“Simply being with someone is difficult because it asks of us that we share in the other's vulnerability, enter with him or her into the...

Blog. The term smacks of commitment, and aren’t we all committed or overcommitted? Does the world really need one more blog to read? I...