May/June 2008: In This Issue

One chill morning in 1965 when I was an undergraduate at Duke University, a friend and I made our way across campus seeking Oliver Harvey, a janitor on the night shift who had been involved in the black-freedom movement in Durham, N.C., since the 1940s...
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Well, here you are at your college graduation. And I know what you’re thinking: “Gimme the sheepskin and get me outta here!” Not so fast. First you have to listen to a commencement speech. Don’t moan.  I’m not going to “pass the wisdom of one generation down to the next.”  I’m a member of the 1960s generation. We didn’t have any wisdom...
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