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Grand jury needs you

Sebastopol’s nationally renowned, MD, Jeff Hergenrather has been recommending cannabis for all kinds of ailments ever since he served as the doctor at “The Farm,” a rural countercultural community in Tennessee 40 years ago.

Doubts about P

The following snippets of history are drawn from the pages of the Healdsburg Tribune, the Healdsburg Enterprise and the Sotoyome Scimitar, and are prepared by the volunteers at the Healdsburg Museum & Historical Society. Admission is always free at the museum, open Wednesday through Sunday, 11 a.m. to 4 p.m.

“Ask not what you country can do for you, but what you can do for your country.”

Make time for the Grand Jury

Today, we flip the calendar to the new month of November, and we wish we could also turn the page on all the recent news about mail bombs, another horrific mass shooting, bitter political divisions and dismal news about pending climate and global doom. Maybe our post-election period will cast glimmers of hope, new and positive energies or a reminder that “these things too shall pass.”

New blood needed

Have you ever been on automatic pilot, doing something routine, and suddenly you realize you can’t actually recall several minutes that obviously happened? Like, your brain just sort of checked out and your body continued on doing what it was supposed to do? I kind of have that memory for a lot of my life. I haven’t decided if my brain deletes information it figures we don’t need long-term, or if it just gets written over by more information being added.

I was 32 years old the first time I donated blood. It wasn’t like the chance hadn’t come up. You’d be hard pressed to live in a community that doesn’t host a blood drive within driving distance at least once a month.