Author: Tanita Davis

I NEEDED that badge. Not only did it look cool, it would be physical proof that I had BEATEN this camp. I’d passed. I’d…

I think, looking back on that day now, that’s the line that will always stay with me – another room, by ourselves. How many…

Yes. I would do whatever it took to become Cory Cormier’s right-hand man, doling out fireworks at my whim. I could practically taste the…

But do you know how many of our 1200 employees are African American?” “I know, Mom. Fifty.” “FORTY EIGHT. They just got rid of…