My mother’s father is Armenian. As a kid, the fact that I was 1/4 Armenian made me feel extraordinarily exotic and cool. When we had to do projects in school where we researched our heritage, everyone else was stuck with Italy, Poland, and Germany, but I got to talk about how I was Armenian so I was special and different.
This year to date, I have read 28 books. If all goes according to plan, I’ll squeeze one more in before midnight on the 31st, matching my total of 29 for 2013. My annual goal every year is 50 books, but I’ve only reached that once, in 2011.
When the first Giving Tuesday was held in 2011, I was working at a social service nonprofit. I think I found out about it on Twitter, but not in the we need to do this, everyone else is OMG!!!one! way that I would have now.
Last weekend, I received my Masters of Public Administration from the University of Illinois at Chicago – or rather, I should say, I received a nice leather folder with an advertisement for purchasing graduation photos inside of it.
A lot of things have changed for me professionally since I decided to apply to graduate school in 2010.
After a crazy couple of weeks, I’ve spent the last couple of days trying to catch up on my ever-expanding Pocket feed and came across a great article by Aaron Renn (aka The Urbanophile) at New Geography. Renn argues that the Midwest, which includes the dreary Rust Belt, faces an uphill battle in terms of growth and success.
I often hear and read that people just “fall into” fundraising and they don’t choose to be a fundraiser. That wasn’t the case for me. I chose fundraising as my career in my junior year of college. As a Theatre Management major, I was required to do a sequence of four courses, each focused on a different area of nonprofit management: fundraising, marketing, accounting, etc.