- Special Sections
- Public Notices
Have you ever thought about where you would like to have your cancer? No! I don’t mean which part of the body (I think we’d all choose one that was easily diagnosed and treatable, right?) I mean, where you would like to be living at the time.
Nearly 10 years ago, I came to Los Alamos not knowing anyone. I couldn’t get a work permit, so I couldn’t find friends that way and everyone else my age had babies. I knew nothing about babies then and so I couldn’t relate to sick-up or green poopy stories (yes blueberries do that to toddlers, just in case you didn’t know). Then a wishing star must have fallen my way, because the Hilltappers adopted me as one of their own. I have to point out, by the way, that I’m not a senior, even if my photo leads you to believe otherwise.
It was at that moment that I started to learn about the people of Los Alamos. I went from no friends to a handful of adoptive grandparents. They spoiled me, made me feel special and had the biggest hearts I’d ever known. I thought it must just be tap dancing grandma’s who were like this, but over the years it’s been a joy to find out that everyone in Los Alamos, who I have come to call a friend, is the same.
If you currently subscribe or have subscribed in the past to the Los Alamos Monitor, then simply find your account number on your mailing label and enter it below.
Click the question mark below to see where your account ID appears on your mailing label.
If you are new to the award winning Los Alamos Monitor and wish to get a subscription or simply gain access to our online content then please enter your ZIP code below and continue to setup your account.