Carl Lance

My eye Doctor called me at home on Monday, instead of our scheduled office visit. They hadn’t fully opened after the pandemic and were only seeing urgent patients. It was supposed to be a routine follow-up, and I am sure he didn’t expect any problems. When I told him I was seeing what looked like […]

The headline “30 Trafficked Children Rescued in Major City” caught my attention. I see notices of missing children every day from many states and countries, but this was different. This rescue operation was close to home! Maybe I knew some of the victims, or their families? Yes, I know San Antonio is a big city,

I read the response from a dear friend’s daughter to the killing of a black man by a white Policeman with disappointment. She said she wished someone hadn’t led her to believe this (US) was such a great country. She said in many ways it is worse than the third world country she came from.

I remember dreading getting shots as a kid. There was something wrong about someone sticking a needle in me and telling me to be brave. Sometimes they would say it won’t hurt, but it did. As I got older, I wanted to act like a big boy in front of the nurse and that made

I see more questions than answers on Facebook these days, perhaps because the world is falling apart, and people are afraid. They ask why the government isn’t solving this problem or why is there no cure? People need to make a living, but don’t want to get sick. They want to know when they can