Photo used under a Creative Commons license from flickr user Alvin Feng. When I was 12 years old, I traveled from Connecticut to Washington, D.C. My dad cried at the

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Can we ever quantify how many narratives and images or how much pain President Trump provoked when he asked why our nation should welcome the refuse of “shithole countries?” I

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Bowie State University’s auditorium filled quickly on Monday for an evening memorial service to honor Richard Collins III, a senior and freshly commissioned U.S. Army second lieutenant who was due

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