Shipping the Nuts out of Georgia: The Radical Roots of Habitat for Humanity

What our family dog Jack has in common with the 39th President of the United States may surprise you. Plus, the story of the origins of Habitat for Humanity is as fascinating (and as true) as the story of how Jack once ate an entire stick of butter off the dining room table before our very eyes.

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Girls Have Cooties, and Other American Political Myths

When I was a third grader, I boldly stated that I wanted to be the first female president. I think what I really wanted was to be the first female anything. I learned quickly that the disadvantages of being a woman were many (and I didn’t even know about periods, the wage gap, the glass ceiling or work-life balance yet.)