It had been a long day. It was late, and I was feeling a little downtrodden. Some ups and downs of nonprofit work had been endured and it left me feeling physically and emotionally exhausted. I was expecting a rather quiet, sullen drive home when the notion hit me to put a very old CD into my car’s CD player and see what the last song on it was.
There it was. The intrepid, anticipatory strings and horn. The...
Tomorrow is the 3-year anniversary of the death of Eve Carson, UNC Student Body President who was murdered on March 5, 2008. I wrote on this topic on a previous blog, but my increasing feelings of connectivity to a ‘community of do-gooders’ I keep referencing compels me to post this again, and now, on the eve of Eve’s death.
I had never met Eve, nor heard about her before she was killed. But some...