Today's Opinions

In all the years we’ve been traveling to Central America, only once have I had to go to a hospital.
Our daughter had developed an unusual rash on her arms and I needed to make sure that it wasn’t serious.
We wouldn’t be back in the states for another month, so I warily proceeded to the local emergency room.
 It was dismal, to say the least. It was similar to what I imagine U.S. hospitals were like in the 1930s, only not so clean. The sounds reminded me of old, scary movies set in asylums.

To the editor:
In the wake of the terrible storms March 2, there are a few guys in our own backyard that everyone needs to know about.
Many of you know Amin Gunzalez and his brothers at the Buckner Marathon.
I started going there regularly about a year ago and I think the world of them. I call him Sunshine and he calls me Moonshine (not real sure about that, but oh well). He always has a smile on his face and most of the time is singing or laughing. “Singing” is a loose term here.