When local news broadcasters kept breaking into network programming last Monday night with the names of two young girls who had been found alive inside a house on the City of Cleveland’s near west side, I was irritated. My first thought was that these broadcasters didn’t go to a very good journalism school. Where was the who, what, where, when, why and how that any journalism 101 student knows is needed when reporting on a story. Who were these two named women whose names alone were supposed to be sufficient identifiers for a news story? Later that night, with the facts better filled in, I learned that these two young women, Gina DeJesus and Amanda Berry, along with a third young woman Michelle Knight, had been kidnapped some 10 years ago, snatched off the streets of Cleveland and I didn’t even know it. While the media deals with the most sensational questions of the story, the question that has been nagging me all week, is how did I not know that these women were missing? Apparently, I have been living inside a bubble. You know, head down, work hard, get ahead, have/get it all. That kind of a pursuit doesn’t open up a pathway to knowledge about the pain and situations of others. We see these families on the news and we really don’t know what it has been like for them these last 10 years. What’s more is that we don’t really know what it will be like for these families in the next 10 years either. But what we do need to know is that we cannot be oblivious to their situation any longer. It’s easy to turn away once our prurient curiosities are satisfied and the story dies down but before you do so, those of us who can help them, should by giving to the Cleveland Courage Fund at http://www.clevelandfoundation.org/about/cleveland-courage-fund/ because that’s Evie’s Way, Baby.