Close to the Wire
When a routine casino excavation in Garapan unearths an unexploded WWII sea mine, the newsroom goes into overdrive. Reporters mill about the site, brave the perimeter fence to get a good visual of the operation.
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8
years in publishing
10+
years as print journalist.
10
years as nursing assistant
journalist
web designer
certified nursing assistant
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I left a modest publishing career in the Philippines where I worked as proofreader, copyeditor, and research manager for different publishing entities before Saipan beckoned, where I worked as a journalist full time. Then I found myself warming up to the healthcare industry as I transitioned into becoming a nursing assistant. And the adventure continues.





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Ten years of hands-on patient care as a nursing assistant, grounded in empathy and steady hands.
Two decades of reporting, proofreading, and copyediting across print newsrooms and publishers.
Building clean, personal sites and layouts that tell a clear story, like this one.
Shaping a publication's voice, from research and structure to the final published page.
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When a routine casino excavation in Garapan unearths an unexploded WWII sea mine, the newsroom goes into overdrive. Reporters mill about the site, brave the perimeter fence to get a good visual of the operation.
The writer takes you to a warm, sharp-witted reflection on stepping away from the newsroom to become a private caregiver, where listening to the extraordinary lives, quiet resilience, and lasting wisdom of aging clients reveals that the finest stories are found right at the bedside.
Memories Without an Address is a short reflection on a late-night WhatsApp chat between two former reporters looking back at Saipan. It’s a story about vanished hangouts, scattered friends, and the quiet realization that we can’t buy a return ticket to a past that now lives only on a phone screen.
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