I’m Pat Hall, I’m 66 years old, retired and very busy. My husband is a retired Vietnam Vet. We’ve been married for 24 years and have a blended family, three daughters, one son, and 12.8 grandchildren. We share similar views, definitely don’t always agree on issues and love to debate. I think I

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I just launched a crowd-funding campaign for my new project Story of America: A Nation Divided. Our goal is to raise a thousand dollars per day for 60 days.  I have great faith in the power of storytelling and dialogue. They offer opportunities to understand one another, heal wounds and create

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“History is a relentless master. It has no present, only the past rushing into the future. To try to hold fast is to be swept aside.” –JFK      It is the year 1990. I am living in a small town called Indiantown, Florida. A son born to immigrants who came to the US from […]

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This country was built on a DREAM: a dream of freedom, of opportunity, the belief that if you put in the hard work you could become anything you wanted to be, that you could achieve anything. It was that dream that inspired waves of migration and brought so many to build railroads and work the

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To be an African American in the United States of America today is a duality that’s fulfilling, enjoyable, painful, and infuriating at various points in one’s life and, at times, simultaneously. The fulfilling part of being Black and an American is realizing that this is the greatest country in

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Sometimes we forget that old people were not always old people. We see them as living on the other side of a wall, rather than of as part of continuum of which we are all participants at different stages. When I first met Wendy’s father-in-law at Thanksgiving 1994, he seemed like an old person

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I was born in the early 80s, into a strongly Christian household. We were poor because my parents had just immigrated from China. During that time, my mom worked to make ends meet, while my dad attended medical school — training to be a physician. I had a pretty ordinary childhood, and spent a

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I’m proud and glad to be an American. My sisters and I are first-generation Filipinas born in the USA. My father came to America in the 30’s, fought as an American soldier in WWII, my mother came in the 40’s, went to school to obtain her citizenship. They came to have a better quality of […]

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What is living the American Dream? Is it owning 2 cars, having 2.5 kids, and owning a home (with a mortgage)? Or is it enjoying your job assuming you are lucky enough to have one and having enough free time to visit all of the places you would like to see and be able to […]

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I’m grateful to my “life coach” (I call her that, she might not characterize her work that way) with whom I have been working for about five months now. I have had several invaluable epiphanies (also known as “blinding glimpses of the obvious”) in that time, but the one that is driving the

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