Hearing “You’re Plummer’s kid?!” when I first got to Cairn University soon became an everyday thing. Students and staff are normally shocked and happy when they find out that I’m Dr. Plummer’s son. I get so many questions ranging from, “Does Dr. Plummer use big words a lot when he

I am not Dr. Schnittjer’s daughter. Well, I mean, technically I am. He is my father. But I try to avoid being labeled as such because it puts me right inside of a pre-labeled box with little chance of escape. Let me explain. I promise you, not a day passes