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Schools across the country are back in session after what probably seemed like a very short summer. Unless you're a parent, that is.
I remember being so excited for school to start every year. Truthfully it was more about socializing than learning, but I actually enjoyed learning too.
And many things I learned–especially in elementary school–have stuck with me more years than I care to disclose.
A couple weeks ago, Tom and I took a weekend trip to cat sit for his sister in Ft. Myers.

By Tracy Lee

Special to the Pioneer

It’s been 14 weeks since I learned that I had B-cell lymphoma.

That seems like a short time–only three and a half months–but in some ways it seemed like an eternity.

In the beginning it was a seemingly endless parade of doctors and tests. Just when I thought I was finished, I received another referral; another test; another opinion.

Driving to Gainesville two or three times a week–and later every day–gave me a lot of time for contemplation and self discovery.

 I’ve always empathized with Frankenstein’s monster. Through no fault of his own, he found himself a hideous scar-bearing creature that people feared, mocked and ran from.