All posts by Karen Foley
In a Perfect World . . .
With one signature, our forefathers changed the world. What difference have you made?
Dear Eliot Cutler: Please do the right thing.
Are colleges and universities failing our veterans?
Colleges and universities have long been known as places of tolerance and understanding. They have been the first battlegrounds in many of the fights for equality in this country. Colleges are places were movements for civil rights, women’s rights and LGBT rights flourished and grew and helped change our culture. However, today’s colleges are also […]
When there are no words, silence and cookies will do!
When there are no words, silence is okay. And cookies always help, preferably chocolate chip! I’ve had several friends lately going through really, really rough times. I mean like WTF is going on in the Universe rough. Often, when we want to comfort and help a friend going through something awful, we are afraid of […]
How an extrovert copes with an empty nest!
I was an only child. This might sound like heaven to folks who have visions of only children being waited on hand and foot by doting parents. Let me assure you that never happened. If fact, my mother, when asked why she didn’t have more children, will always unashamedly admit it was because she didn’t […]
Veterans and their families have been angry for a long time. It’s time for the rest of you to get angry too.
For the rest of the world, the news of the most recent VA scandals is shocking.The media this week is filled with outrage and indignation, including replays of President Obama, in 2008, vowing to get to the bottom of the issues with the VA. For veterans and their families this news was not new. We have […]
The only way to end inequality is to keep pointing it out! Every! Single! Time!
Those kids and that damn music – again!
Parts of this post were originally published last summer, but I thought it worth repeating this week! Why is it that once some of us hit a certain age we forget that we also were once “those damn kids.” Why don’t folks remember when we were the ones who enjoyed music that drove our parents over the edge. […]