There’s such a harsh judgment in the peal from a Thanksgiving smoke alarm. The already unnerving siren assaults a cook’s dignity on the most hallowed day in American dining, the meal on which legacies a...
“Welcome to Atlanta,” said the police officer as she handed me my first ticket after my first accident in seven years of driving. It was bound to happen while living amongst some of the worst traffic in the nation, but my poor car!
Atlanta’s residents more than make up for its horrible transportation system. They are hospitable and looking for friendship, despite the size of the city. I get to work among the best of Atlanta.
As the new Gay Outreach intern for AID Atlanta, I get to be out in the city meeting members of the LGBTQA community and our allies. Coming from Auburn, Alabama [War Eagle!], I am astounded at the size and reach of our community here.