I was an interning Engineer on the Great Highway in San Francisco when I was eighteen years old. I had just completed my first year of Civil Engineering at U.C. Berkeley, and donning boots and a hard hat was a welcome change to my word processing job that required typing 80 words a minute.
We first moved to Piedmont nearly 12 years ago, just as the bubble was bursting, and trust me we were freaked out! Along with our beautiful, but somewhat neglected […]
They are, sometimes, the three worst words in the English language to hear. From the pilot when you’re stuck on the tarmac. From a doctor looking at your test results. […]
The entry point into the criminal justice system--and all of its tragic consequences for people of color--is the police stop, the crucial moment when the government and the citizen engage.