I have a Soror and friend whom I met when we were representing clients on different sides of a case in 1983. As opposing counsel, we were supposed to have differing positions for which we argued. And I guess we actually did that
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Evelyn Dove-Coleman: Stop Bullying at the Root
Bullying is like a stinky weed. It needs to be eradicated at the root, not just chopped off to grow back again. I can say from experience that being bullied is the pits. I have been bullied, and it takes too much energy dealing with it. Some people shrug it off, some fight back with words, but some people snap. That is tragic.
Evelyn Dove-Coleman: Early times
Sadly, this generation does not know of the days when we didn't bother to lock our doors. Parents could visit each other up and down the street and not worry about their homes being bothered
Evelyn Dove-Coleman: A Smart Prediction
Deborah Lott from Charlotte, North Carolina is very smart. She lives in Atlanta now, but we speak often. She was my little pledge-sister when she joined Alpha Kappa Alpha Sorority at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill way back in the 1970's. She was smart then, and she is smart now.
Evelyn Dove-Coleman: May Not Be Me After All--Not At Olympics
Ever since I was referred to the North Carolina Governor's School by Mrs. Sarah Flanagan, my French teacher and the principal's wife at Savannah High School in Kinston, people referred to me as intelligent. I paid it little attention. I just like to read, and I love words.
Evelyn Dove-Coleman: The Invisible Cord
Once upon a time, the telephone at our home hung on the hallway wall. It had a long, coiled cord attached so the receiver would reach to my room. I would rush home from school and finish my homework so I could call Jean Chapman to discuss all that had happened that day at Savannah High School, particularly on the playground.
Evelyn Dove-Coleman: Getting Out Again
Since the Pandemic, I have generally stayed in since meals and groceries can be easily delivered right to my front door. I still wear a mask when I do go out, and I most enjoy sitting on the deck over the ocean to let the salty air breeze blow over me then.
Evelyn Dove Coleman: Spending Your Time
The late great Otis Redding sang a song called "Sitting On The Dock of the Bay." I have often wondered what inspired him to write those lyrics, where he just sat from sun-up to sun-down, watching ships roll in. What caused him to feel so lonesome?