Nov 8, 2019Member-onlyOn Dentists and Flying Monkeys by Deb TrotterWhen I was six my mom took me to the dentist for the first time. Dr. Forbes, his name was. Big old man. Voice from a gravel pit. Hooked nose, skinny little glasses, and hands the size of a Mack Truck. Can you imagine the size of Dr. Forbes fingers…Dentistry4 min readDentistry4 min read
Sep 29, 2019Member-onlyWHY I DON’T TRUST THE POLICE ANYMORE — AND MAYBE YOU SHOULDN’T EITHERby Deb Trotter THE HISTORY For as long as I can remember I’ve relied on the police. Believed in their promise to protect and serve. Depended on them to keep me safe. Above all, they seemed to respect me almost as much as I did them. When my grandmother and I…Police11 min readPolice11 min read