A long time before I became superintendent of Durham Public Schools, I began my career in Washington, D.C., as a teacher for seriously emotionally disturbed middle school students. I then became principal of a high school for troubled adolescents. These were all children and youth who, somewhere along the way, had become disconnected from their school communities and families. We worked hard to bring them back around. We weren’t always successful.
Here’s my wish for you:
I hope that after more than 30 years together, you and your SO (significant other) are still capable of surprising the heck out of each other.
When you gaze into your crystal ball, do you see yourself on New Year’s Day smiling because you fit comfortably into the same clothes you’re in right now?
In 1910 James E. Shepard founded a liberal arts college for black men (and women) in Durham, and 30 years later the school opened its Art Department, with a major in art. Sound simple? It was extraordinary because across the American black academic world two of the greatest African-American scholars, Booker T. Washington (1856-1915) and W.E.B. DuBois (1868-1963), were fighting over the soul of education for the country’s young African-Americans who were the first generation born out of slavery.
I’ll bet you think this is going to be about dieting, don’t you?
Q. I am a 56-year-old woman recovering from a stroke. Although my general health was very good, I had long used NSAIDs to ease the pain and inflammation of chronic injuries from 35 years of teaching classical ballet.
Just a few weeks ago I ventured out into unknown (to me) cooking waters and sailed through making dinner with a slow cooker. My results weren't half-bad for a first-timer, and that experience showed me why some folks love their slow cooker and can't get through a week without setting it and letting it simmer-away while they're at work.
I launched my slow cooker adventure without a cookbook as a compass for guidance. To make future slow cooking forays easier I wanted a reliable cookbook that could make my slow-cooking learning path less bumpy. Turned out, Cook's Illustrated's American Test Kitchen has published two slow cooker cookbooks in the past three years.
Recently, I’ve learned something.
I’ve realized why my mom is so eager to have Petey and me visit, and why she doesn’t like it when we show up late, or leave early.
Q. I have had restless leg syndrome for as long as I can remember. I've been on a lot of different medications that did not work.
Normally my spouse and I enjoy each other’s company, and lead a relatively strife-free existence. But right now, I’m a little bit ticked off at Petey.
Q. Yesterday, my next-door neighbor (a nurse in our local monster-size hospital) vented aggressively about doctors she witnesses moving from patient to patient without washing their hands or wearing gloves. According to her, MRSA and C. diff infections are rampant at this hospital.
When my first column appeared almost 20 years ago I looked a lot younger and was confident that the low-fat way I’d lost more than 100 pounds was the healthiest way to lose weight. Here it is 20 years later and I now know that fats were not the unhealthy culprit I thought they were.
It’s well known that I’m no fan of the energy draining heat and humidity of our North Carolina summer. I watch for the subtlest of changes to leaf colors the way a middle school boy looks for whiskers on his upper lip.
Rembrandt van Rijn, Johannes Vermeer, Frans Hals, Peter Paul Rubens and Anthony van Dyck are giants by any standard and a first impulse may be to sniff at small paintings by them and their contemporaries, but the images in the “Small Treasures” exhibit at the N.C. Museum of Art only prove what a rich place northern Europe was for artists in the 17th century. Yes, they are small and the huge gallery walls seem painfully empty, but as the North Carolina Museum of Art’s curator of Northern European art, Dennis Weller, writes in his first catalog essay, “The closer you are the more you see” and that close look offers one delightful surprise after another, proving why their giant status has only grown over the centuries.
Even though it was a dog biscuit, anything that smells that good baking has got to taste amazing, right?
Well, we’ll see.
Y’know, I should probably back up a bit here.