About Cassie McClure

Cassie McClure

Cassie McClure

Cassie McClure is a writer who first stumbled into a journalism degree because she didn't want to analyze other people's writing as an English major. She picked up a German degree since she already spoke the language, but she really should have picked Spanish.

As an elder millennial, Cassie McClure waited out the not-so-Great Recession by getting a master's in rhetoric to follow up a similarly useful BA in journalism. She worked in a university library for a good long while but also had a stint as an analyst in an open-source intelligence lab, which lends itself to fun stories at cocktail parties. 

As a German American, she navigates her bicultural background alongside her bicultural marriage to a Mexican national -- with whom she has two children -- all of which informs her writing about modern issues.

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The Beauty in Generational Imperfections Jul 26, 2026

The hardest part of grief for me has been losing memories of the person you've lost, like their voice or a clear picture of their face. But from my Oma, there are other strange tidbits I do remember. Like a spot on her neck where she had a scar that ... Read More

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New to Old Things Jul 19, 2026

I'd argue that I'm not a hoarder. My husband would like to contest that. I explained to him that a middle-class life is not complete without a drawer of odds and ends in the kitchen. He said that one drawer sounds plausible, "but," he said, and start... Read More

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The Adults We Were Waiting For Jul 12, 2026

A friend recently told me they had been canvassing for a local candidate. As we talked, I mentioned that I hoped the candidate understood what comes after Election Day. Campaigns are built on conviction, but governing is built on collaboration, which... Read More

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What the Tide Returned Jun 28, 2026

Last year, the waves lapping on the beach convinced a mountain girl that the sea has its own charms. This year, the waves reminded me that parts of me that I feared had sailed away were actually just in murky depths, waiting to be stirred up and brou... Read More