Many moons ago, when I served as editor of The Magazine of Elon, I had an antagonistic approach to fundraising. I didn’t like it. My readers didn’t like it. It took the better part of a decade and five years of working with some of the most professional gift officers you’ll ever meet to change my mind.

I’m thinking of this name change as the start of a new season. It’s a clean slate, a chance for something good to happen — even if Snyder does still own the team.

As many of us stare down the barrel of several weeks at home and *gasp* no sports to distract us, podcasts might be a welcome diversion from anxiety and boredom. Here are a few I love.(Yes, this didn't age well)

I don’t want to give annoying advice, but because my little one will be nine months old in two weeks and the experience is pretty fresh in my mind, I have some that might be useful. Here’s what I wish someone had told me.

Grabbing a sliver of open bar space, I held my wallet at an angle I hoped would catch the bartender’s attention quickly. As I waited, I looked to my right, then to my left. And I realized I was standing next to Stuart Scott.

I can’t help feeling like I’m departing a gorgeous utopian island I’ll never be allowed to return to.

I don’t know why this feeling happened or how long it will last. But for the first time in my life, I’m pretty much at peace with my body.

Am I still terrified of the prospect of parenting in this day in age? Yes. But if I’m molding someone who will contribute to world’s progress rather than be crushed by its problems … I think I’m up for that.

In honor of the fifth anniversary of the greatest surprise anyone ever pulled on me in my life, I figured I'd do what I do best ... and write about it.

This place is much more than the headline you see scrolling across the bottom of CNN or your memories of Stringer Bell and Avon Barksdale. So give Baltimore a chance.

My walk through the National Civil Rights Museum crystallized my desire to NOT be one of those white faces in the background.