Lately my morning routine has changed. Taking a deep breath, stretching and smiling at the thought of a new day, has trolled into a mad rush for a phone or electronic device to hear what the presidents’ done now. Have I morphed into something unrecognizable or am I simply more engaged? It’s hilarious and terrifying at the same time and it’s trending nationwide. What happened to empathy and compassion, to we the people, to justice for all? Was change so high on the voter’s lis

My name is Luella Merryweather, but everyone calls me Lou “the Mail Lady.” I am a Rural Carrier for the United States Postal Service. I have been carrying mail in Northeastern Oklahoma for 28 years. I am sure most people don't give my job a lot of thought, but I have seen some interesting things. One of my favorite parts of the job is interacting with animals along the way. There are dogs and goats and cows and geese and just about every kind of farm animal you can imagine

Hello Tulsa! I first moved to Tulsa from El Paso, Tx. in the summer of 1994. It was hot, humid and I wasn't sure how I felt about my new city yet. My mother had sent my brother and I to come live with my Father because we were in need of discipline. Well, I was. My first impression of Tulsa was not that of a hustling, bustling, vibrant city. On the contrary, I couldn't figure what had I done to deserve to be sent to this middle of nowhere, last cow on the left, end of the roa

People-watching can become a hobby when you are in the middle of learning about connection and disconnection within the human community. It is almost insane how much one begins to pay attention to the little details of life that everyone seems to miss. The next time you go out to eat, just take a few moments to look around. How many people are communicating with each other? How many smiles can you see? How many people are embracing each other, touching each other, or emanatin

Oklahoma Academy of Outdoor Learning Creative Geniuses The sound of children’s voices, barely audible at first, became louder and louder, announcing their presence throughout the forest on this warm, winter’s day. No matter how much one tries to keep them silent, the task is a futile one. They are so full of energy that their bodies seem to bounce more than walk down the trail. I could sense that their minds were no longer engaged in knowing the forest; they began to sprint