Pedley's Pondering

I often feel like I don’t do enough to help my fellow man. Last week, I did the bare minimum.

After delivering the newspaper, I swung over to the Hartley Community Center to donate blood for the first time. I really don’t know why it took me this long to do it, but it did nonetheless.

Since I’m good at laying down and doing nothing, I figured this would be a breeze. I was right – the whole ordeal took less than an hour.

A quiet crisis is what sparked me to get pricked and drained. The Red Cross last month announced an emergency blood shortage, as the number of donors has hit a 20-year low. As...