By Jonathan Tamayo
Missing Call Letters
A couple of weeks ago I went to the 33rd annual Celebration of Life at the City f Hope Hospital for bone marrow recipients and donors. I’ve gone the last five years since my dad received a bone marrow transplant there.
The event always has good food, good music, and a bounce house and games for kids. I enjoy going every year becasue it’s always humbling to talk to people who have stared death in the face and gave him their right hook…really helps put things in perspective. There is usually a great speaker too, and the program closes with a group picture of all the survivors. Inside the hospital, you can see all the group pictures starting from 1976 and can literally see the number of survivors grow and grow each year.
None of these survivors, including my dad, would be here today if it weren’t for all the doctors and donors who have saved countless lives. My dad was fortunate enough to have a match through his sister, but others aren’t so lucky. Read the rest of this entry »

Ever since I was a kid I was told to run away from or kill any black widows I saw. That’s not so much the case anymore, because there’s a new spider is town that’s taking the crown.