A word from the adviser: Why we’re taking on this issue

My introduction to the word “nigger” was swift, painful and left an indelible imprint on my psyche. It happened more than 40 years ago on a walk home from elementary school with my older brother. He was ahead of me on the sidewalk and any attempt at getting him to ease his pace wasn’t working. “Slow down, nigger,” I said. He dropped his backpack, wheeled around and threw me to the ground. Then…