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In 72 hours beginning on January 11, I fell three times. The first was while walking to the post office in Gallup. My left leg gave way and I fell onto some rocks. The next was walking beside a highway when I rolled onto the road.

Everything my dad did, I tried to model in my own way.  My affinity for running comes from him. He would wake me up before the sun and we would run together. He was a talented long distance runner, but I could never match his endurance.

When I think of 2019, there are a few topics that I covered which do stick out for their impact and importance to the Navajo people, but I always come back to my coverage on the Division of Public Safety and its oversight committee. This year tested me in many ways when I covered anything related to this division and its oversight, but more than anything it made me aware of how to handle myself when being harassed while in the midst of reporting.