I was browsing Facebook last night when I came across a post in the "Salem MO Neighbor to Neighbor" group that piqued my interest. It was quite informative to read…
Personal Note: I originally wrote this after the death of my great grandfather in August of 2014. In 2020, the August air can represent so much more. Let me know…
By Zachary Moser, Pharm.D., BCPS (Board Certified Pharmacotherapy Specialist) Is it Hydroxychloroquine? Face coverings? Herd Immunity? Nuclear Winter? We will explore the options in this article. The Basics - What…
A younger me, how naïve,And long since dead and gone,Stepped in to fill some worn out shoes,With a hope to make them new. For a while, by inch and mileI…
We see the world through clouded glass, a prescription not prescribed. Glass that often shows you not what's really on the other side. Instead you see your own two eyes,…
On this third day of existence of this nascent blog, I had intended to write something pharmacy related. Perhaps I would weigh in on hydroxychloroquine, or the COVID vaccines, or…
Head on the concrete like glass on the floor. Shattered pieces show a reflection from each. Every blood drop shed on the newly jagged edges, shows a different image of that glass…
Few issues in American politics today are more divisive than that of the minimum wage. Traditional economic teachings assert that by setting a minimum wage, which is essentially a price…
Snow's falling at home, while I ride waves of foam. Further and further I swim, but the waves bring me back again, Pushing me away from the sea, back to…
Personal Note: This poem was written after a fire that quickly spread across our family farm in January of 2014. It burned several hundred acres of grassland in a matter…