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1965
In October of 1965 I am 18 years old, living at home and attending my first year of college. The previous year has been one of enormous ch...
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In the early 1970s ethnic studies classes for high school students were less controversial than today. The term “critical race theory” wasn’...
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I'm a sucker for a good t-shirt. They are the foundational garment of my life. My day starts with selecting a t-shirt and it ends wit...
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1. "Book losing words" How many times can the reporters and correspondents at the Olympics ask the tired old question, H...
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