A noble tree

A noble tree

It’s not often that Twitter gives me an idea to explore. That the idea came from a stranger dripping snark is also, let’s say, unusual. But here we are, 2017. Twitter is our funhouse mirror, with its improbable orange frame. Hate it, avoid it or obsessively read –...
Love letter to the Library

Love letter to the Library

Durham desperately needs a new library facility. But we must preserve the library spirit we already have. Let me explain. I started using the Main Library as a new mother. Every Saturday, I’d leave with a bag of picture books to supplement the ones at home. I quickly...
Finding my North Carolina roots

Finding my North Carolina roots

In 1993, I was a reluctant transplant to the Triangle. Born and raised in Chicago, I considered myself a big-city girl. I’d lived in Mexico City, San Francisco and Lima, Peru. Several times, I’d talked my way into – and out of – Peruvian prisons run entirely by...