by Yvonne DiVita Wayne. Wayne Hurlbert. I think of him often, now. Now that... he's gone. Why is that? Why did I not think of him more often, before he was gone? It's just how we humans are. Not always thinking of him does not mean he was unimportant to... Read more →


We all remember that day. The one where steel tumbled from the sky, lives were changed forever and uncertainty took over the world. 9/11/2001 I can still smell the crisp morning air from that day as I started my sophomore year at Syracuse University. I was lucky because at the... Read more →


by Yvonne DiVita A good friend of mine, Bruce Peters, sent me a link to a blog post he called "eloquent." A lonely post. A post with amazing clarity - written with perspective, by a 22 year old author. On this day, this Friday at the end of a tremendously... Read more →