In the heart of Washington State’s playground, from Chelan to Wenatchee, healthcare’s a struggle for its fruit orchard laborers. But an experimental social media platform can help.
What’s in a name? These days, it’s not Leningrad, anymore. It’s not the USSR, anymore. And my “‘Baby Lenin”‘ pin isn’t worn anymore, but rather a sought-after relic for collectors. Change in St. Petersburg is the real name of the game: mind-boggling change.
Dog bones and Thanksgiving–what’s the connection? It’s the meatiness of solid relationships – not wispy, virtual ones – that are most satisfying…
Soviet military veteran joins others in a May Day parade honoring their service… service of a bygone era…
Sometimes it seems there’s a global war in global health, with faith-based and secular organizations at each other’s throats: competing interests, differences in approaching medical treatment with – and without – a faith component, funding sources with – and without – religious strings attached.
I met Dr. Judy Wasserheit several years ago, when I was trying to figure out how I could integrate my journalism experience and my growing interest in global health without going back to school for a PhD or M.D. She was extremely helpful.
Here’s my video question in advance of an innovative gathering of faith-based and secular organizations working in global health.
For Bernhard Weigl, global health innovations are all about simplicity, low cost, and usability. He’s hooked on devices that are easy to use at home, like treatments for diabetes in developing countries.
In an earlier lifetime, Lisa Cohen and I worked at KIRO-TV, the CBS affiliate in Seattle, Washington. Lisa was a driven news producer, earning respect and admiration of her colleagues with her focus and attention to details — and details matter in TV news.
It’s countdown time to July’s “Global Health Month in Seattle!”
Today’s “Voice of Global Health” is Seattle’s Dr. David Fleming of Public Health-Seattle & King County. He wakes up the world with three words describing Washington State’s global health: “Better than Geneva.”
The Washington Park Arboretum is affectionately called the “zoo for trees.” Here is my urban oasis where I daydream, wander, and add to my journal one more reason why I love Seattle. In this wild kingdom of seemingly nonstop blossoming rhododendrons, Japanese maples and magnolias, more than 5,500 different kinds of plants and trees thrive. …
Growing up in Montana, Good Friday was an often snowy, three-hour noontime service, “Seven Last Words From the Cross.” We got the day off from elementary school for such religious things back then. (Yes, I lived in ancient times.) Impressionable, I’d shed a tear as our Lutheran pastor whispered those first words from the cross: “Father, forgive them…” …
My dad died a month ago today. Exactly one month ago this evening I sat at this computer cobbling together my global health web site, Global Health Lessons, background TV blaring a weepy funeral service for singer-diva Whitney Houston. Her death certificate blamed drowning, but the bigger blame was also Whitney’s deadly fondness for cocaine. …
My dad died suddenly a few weeks after all this happened. It turned out to be my last story for him, my last gift to him…. a lasting gift.
Tuberculosis is one of the world’s top infectious diseases, brought on by environment, poverty, and politics. Nowhere is this more evident – and alarming – than the Aral Sea area in Karakalpakstan, Uzbekistan.
While working for ABC News in Moscow, Russia I found this refreshing non-news: life goes on.
I like pink – don’t get me wrong. It’s the ubiquitous symbol of breast cancer awareness – but what about all those other forgotten cancers?
“SOCIAL UPHEAVAL MEANS SOUP KITCHENS, STRUGGLES FOR SOME RUSSIANS”(First published in The Seattle Times, 05/08/1994) [My note, years later: I like this story as a reflection of the times, showing the resilience of Russia’s elderly struggling to adapt to changes, even as they wondered where their next meal would come from. I later volunteered at …
By 1994, Helen Holter had been to the Soviet Union 10 times – living, studying, and working there. This time, she reflects on the stunning changes that have opened her heart, once again, to this country and its people.