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Personal anecdotes, mutual respect and challenging questions on increased growth in Durham filled last night's at-large city council candidate forum sponsored by The Herald-Sun of Durham.
In the early 1900s Brody Duke of Durham took a disliking to George Watts. When Duke subdivided some land, he named three streets: Duke Street, Hated Street and Watts Street. Or, as an old map shows, Duke Hated Watts.
If you can't find a place to park and the campus seems a little busier than usual this weekend, it's probably due to the more than 3,000 alumni in attendance for the Duke Alumni Reunion Weekend.
A weekend-long conference titled "Race and Representation: A Millennial Affair," sponsored by African and African-American Studies will kick off tonight with a reading by Nobel Prize-winning novelist Toni Morrison.
Trouble may be brewing in the near future for U.S.-China relations, warned Harry Harding, Dean of George Washington University's Elliot School of International Affairs at a speech Friday.
In an effort to improve cleaning services and alleviate the clutter created by shower caddies, Housing Management for West I created a policy that prohibits students from leaving their personal belongings in public bathrooms. Some of West II's governance has followed suit.
Like the day you realize you are no longer physically bigger than your "little" brother, a life-changing moment for an older sibling is the first time you are referred to as "the other." "You must be David Salguero's sister. You look just like him." The phrase rings painfully through my ears as it attacks the last vestige of privilege afforded the elder child--my own identity. "Uh, yeah," I manage to get out. "David is my little brother," I say in attempt to re-institute the power hierarchy to which I've become accustomed. But it's too late: My days as the Salguero on campus have ended. When my brother matriculated with the Class of 2004, I became one of two.
