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David Bowie died this past Sunday.  Like many, I was shocked and saddened to hear of his death.  His music has been an influential part of my life, although not always in the forefront. 

Rich Egger

Stop it.  Just stop it.  Stop pretending to care about those harmed by gun violence when you fail to address the root of the problem.

Rich Egger

Mornings are not easy in my house.  Amidst the chaos of fighting for the bathroom, misplaced shoes and socks, and readying ourselves for the day ahead there is one that thing that brings everyone to a dead stop and allows us to pause and savor the moment. 

Rich Egger

Standing on the edge of a hay field on a cool September morning I fell in love again.  It wasn't a hard, fast, impassioned fall like those felt by first time lovers, but rather a slow fall -- deep with appreciation and wonder of seeing the familiar in a new light. 

Rich Egger

The photo got me.  Red shirt, blue shorts, and little shoes.  It's been a long time since I have helped my children put their shoes on, but in an instant I was sitting on the floor lacing up Willow and Maren's tiny floral trainers before taking them to pre-school.   Three year old Aylan Kurdi's parents had lovingly dressed him for a very difficult journey that morning.  Hoping for a better life, his parents placed their faith and their family in a rubber dingy, trusting that the journey would end in a better life. 

I am an educator and a parent with daughters in the 7th and 8th grades in the Macomb Public Schools.  Like many others schools - although not all - throughout the nation, Macomb schools will be administering the PARRC exam this month to its students.

Rich Egger

My family and I have spent the past couple of weeks visiting our doctors. All four of us have had our annual physicals, eye and dental exams. Each time I enter a doctor’s office I am grateful that we have access to affordable health insurance. There was a time not long ago, when I was a graduate student and my husband was working full time, that we were uninsured. Like many people in this country, our monthly income barely covered the rent and groceries, let alone “luxuries” like health insurance.