Building a Family Tree When You Hate the Outdoors

Building a Family Tree When You Hate the Outdoors

My mom would have to correct me, but I’m fairly certain my first family tree project was in the second grade and involved a drawing of an actual tree with apples on which you were supposed to write the names of your forebears. I’m fairly certain it only contained me, my parents, my grandparents and my great-grandparents. This is for the best. My family is very large and ain’t nobody got time to help a seven-year-old write dozens of names on apples.

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My name is LaRae LaBouff, HTL (ASCP). It has been 2 months since my last microtomy.

My name is LaRae LaBouff, HTL (ASCP). It has been 2 months since my last microtomy.

Two months ago I left my job as a histotechnologist. This was the start of a general life upheaval. Life upheavals aren’t always a bad thing. In my case I get to live two blocks from a beach in northern Spain for a few months and I get to miss the Maine winter. Still, I’ve left behind my home, my country, my family and my dog.

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What Made Me a Liberal or: How I became uninvited to Thanksgiving

What Made Me a Liberal or: How I became uninvited to Thanksgiving

Often times I feel a hollow in my gut when I hear or read something that has been taken under the political umbrella. Most of the time it’s a brief reaction to something that was shared on Facebook that is either ill-informed or flat-out false. Sometimes it’s someone’s story that they’re willing to share with the media that I want to play on loudspeakers everywhere for people to hear so we can try to understand.

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