In attendance at the French Arrival Ceremony there were over 100 members of the military from every branch, every state and every background. They represented to the fullest degree with every movement being in perfect coordination.
As a former ICU patient, I experienced this first hand by observing the love and support from my parents, family, friends, and medical team. In my darkest moments in the hospital, they were there to help guide me through, and they did.
After several attempts to get me to saw a few syllables, one lucky day it just happened out of nowhere. My respiratory therapist attached a speaking valve, and I tried to sound out a few words and all of a sudden I began talking.
Aiding our men and women in uniform has always been integral to the American Red Cross' mission. Today, the American Red Cross' professional, compassionate team staffs an Emergency Communications Center dedicated to the military community.
Providing aid for those in need is not a "handout," but rather the most basic responsibility of government. It is past time that our elected officials seize this moment and address the concerns of the taxpayers who elected them in the first place.
More often than not, we see the hardship and downfall of the human spirit across our news feeds and television stations. But, what about the triumph of the human spirit? The compassion? The will to do what we can to make the world a better place?
While thousands of people have responded to the recent emergency call for blood and platelet donations from the American Red Cross, right now blood products are being distributed to area hospitals almost as quickly as donations are coming in.
This week, filmmaker Ryan James Yezak has organized the first-ever "national gay blood drive." It is Yezak's hope that once the FDA recognizes how much men who have sex with men could contribute to the national blood supply, they will have ammunition to lift the 30-year ban.
I am 27 years old, and I am the National Volunteer Spokesperson for the American Red Cross. But nine years ago on July 6, 2004, I was a blood recipient after being involved in a near fatal car accident that caused catastrophic injuries.
Is this just rationalization for not advancing people (or shipping jobs overseas), a justification to avoid feeling guilty about not passing the reigns to a generation champing at the bit for their turn to be in charge, or something more?
You don't need a special reason to give blood; you just need your own reason. Some of us give blood because we were asked by a friend. Some know that a family member or a friend might need blood some day. Some believe it is the right thing we do.