Shay As a parent it is easy to fall into the trap of thinking that we are the teachers and that our kids learn from us. Yet as my twenty-one year old son has blossomed into adulthood, I realize that he is as much my teacher as I was his teacher at one point. In recent …
It’s been almost ten years since I started publicly writing about race in Maine and if I had a buck for every time some well-meaning soul has leveled allegations of reverse racism at me, my eight year old would actually get that Disney vacation she so desperately wants. Honest dialogue about difference makes some people …
For most of my childhood, my family was cautiously working class with an occasional lean towards poor. My parents were pretty much James and Florida Evans sans the backdrop of the housing project. There were a few times, when life went off script and my parents could not make ends meet. Times where being rock …