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Confessions of a Sigma-holic

  • Posted on May 19, 2015 at 12:07 pm

Hello, my name is Jackie and I’m a Sigma-holic…Jacqulyn King

A year has come and gone since I began contributing to this blog and I confess that I’m not sure if my ramblings are of any benefit to Sigma. Don’t get me wrong, I love to go on and on about my favorite subject, but I fear that after a year of this many of you may be suffering from Sigma-holic fatigue.

So why am I a Sigma-holic? I’m a Sigma-holic because I truly believe that Tri Sigma is about Friendship, Character, and Conduct. On March 7th of this year, a video of a racist chant by fraternity brothers at the University of Oklahoma brought shame to the entire Greek community, and the fraternity’s suspension. It only took 10 seconds of stupidity on a bus headed to a fraternity function to set Greeks back fifty years.

It also came to light that sorority members were present when this incident took place, which leads me to the point of this blog… “What would you do if you had been on that bus?” I think this is a discussion we need to have.

Can you imagine yourself in the same shoes as these sorority women? You are on your way to what promises to be a lovely evening. Perhaps you’re a freshmen and this is your first fraternity formal. You have had a crush on your date all semester and you can’t believe that you are finally a couple. You searched for days to find the perfect outfit and you are looking good and feeling fine. Then a few of the brothers, who have obviously had too much to drink, break into this racist chant. You’re offended and you look around to see how others are responding. No one seems to be taking any action to stop the chant; some appear to be ignoring the behavior, while others are actually joining in. What would you do?

In this situation there are no innocent bystanders. While those on board may not have been able to put a stop to the chant, they could have put a stop to the bus. I realize it is easy to be an armchair quarterback, but if only one person on that bus had had the courage to stand up for her/his convictions there may have been a completely different outcome to this story.

It would take a brave young woman to walk up that aisle and ask the driver to pull over. It could very well cause the end of a few relationships, but it could also provide the lead for others to follow. Those people on board the bus who were too timid to stand up themselves, may have jumped at an opportunity to leave once it was presented. Of course there is always the possibility that you may be the only one to get off the bus, but as a woman of character… that is what you do.

 

Jacqulyn King (Alpha Phi) is a retired high school Library Media Specialist, and she and her husband Mark divide their time between homes in Michigan and Florida. She belongs to the West Michigan, Central Michigan and Southwest Florida Alumnae chapters. Her blog Confessions of a Sigmaholic runs the third Tuesday of every month.

Is Everyone Wearing Panties: It’s a Shame About Your Panties

  • Posted on May 8, 2015 at 12:08 pm

By: Molly Schroeder SteadmanMolly Schroeder Steadman

Unless you live in a cave, and with 3 kids in 4 years sometimes I feel like I do, you know about the term “______ shaming”. You can fill almost anything for the first bit, workout, food, slut, parenting, there is even a funny coconut oil shaming video making the rounds on YouTube.

Whatever we call it, this new shaming is “not good” as my first-born would say. Have you heard about the parent who claims she was food shamed on the playground? All the moms broke out their snacks and while she wasn’t serving kale brownies, she did think her granola bar was ok. Nope, off the friendnmies went on the dangers of HcFC, GMO grains, artificial this, packaged that; it’s enough to make the Quaker Oat man blanch.

A dad the other day claims that the letter sent home by the school calling out his little princess for wearing a spaghetti strap sundress (a clear violation of the dress code) shamed his 5 year old. Hot flash dad, don’t read the letter to her or better yet, read her the dress code.

Even at our house, I have a sister (by blood this time) whose parenting style, let’s say, differs from mine. She asked what we were doing for summer and when I told her about our various things, I got a mini text lecture about how we pressure girls to do too much and don’t just let them be. Dude, it’s an art class I don’t have to clean up. Not going to talk me out of this one.

I guess my point, and I do have one: it is a fine line between knowing what’s right and telling people that they’re wrong. And just like you never want to be out and about showing your panty lines, you don’t want to cross that line and show your a$$.

 

Molly Schroeder Steadman (Chi) is a former chapter officer, local and national sorority volunteer, and National Headquarters employee. She recently moved back to Kansas with her husband and three children. Join her in supporting the future of Tri Sigma with regular donations to the Foundation, preferably the Chi Scholarship fund. Her blog, “Is everybody wearing panties?”, runs the first Friday of every month. Values aren’t something you are born wearing; like your panties, you have to put them on every day before you leave the house.

Sigma Service Through the Years: A Brief History

  • Posted on April 24, 2015 at 12:06 pm

Service has been an integral part of the Sigma Sigma Sigma identity since its beginnings. In 1954 the Robbie Page Memorial Fund became Sigma Sigma Sigma’s official national philanthropy, but Tri Sigmas were dedicated to service long before then. Founding member, Lucy Wright, was a firm believer in “putting into practice the lesson of the Good Samaritan,” and she was involved in the Y.M.C.A. movement. As the organization grew, it attracted women who engaged in service to their communities as individuals, and local chapter efforts grew over time. By the time Florence Vickers, Iota, became the first National Social Service Chairman in the early 20th Century, Tri Sigma had developed a strong service ethic. During her tenure, Vickers oversaw Sigma contributions toward helping nurses recover from tuberculosis at Fitzsimons Hospital in Denver, and organized the first nationwide Tri Sigma philanthropic efforts.

During World War I, Chapters sold Liberty Bonds and war stamps, adopted war orphans, and participated in Red Cross work. After WWI, Bess Davis, Iota, Chairman from 1921-1931 helped establish Tri Sigma’s focus on “Service to Children,” a theme that has lasted into the 21st Century. Davis’ work established an endowment of beds at Cradle Beach Mission for Crippled Children on Lake Erie, near Buffalo, New York. During these years Tri Sigma sponsored around 2,000 underprivileged children for two weeks each year.

The 1931 Convention launched the first unified effort to raise philanthropic funds with delegates voting to ask collegiate and alumnae members to make yearly contributions at Founders’ Day with “birthday pennies.” Today, the tradition continues with all members making a Founders’ Day contribution by giving one dollar for each year of membership. In the 1930s, the funds were disbursed to the John Randolph School Library in Cumberland County, VA, one of three schools where Farmville Teacher’s College students received training on teaching in rural schools. Mable Lee Walton contributed the first 250 books in 1932, and within 10 years, Tri Sigma had given more than 8,000 books to John Randoph.

By the mid-1930s, Tri Sigma service efforts brought the focus back on tuberculosis. Clara Barton Higgon, Lambda, was infected with tuberculosis during her college days, and TB was still a widespread problem in the US until after WWII. In 1936, efforts began on the Clara Barton Higgon Project to promote tuberculin testing and chest X-rays of college students. Part of the effort was also to educate to parents of the importance of immunizations and screenings, and Tri Sigma sponsored the sale of tuberculin Christmas seals and assisted with X-ray mobile units on campuses.

As the TB vaccine became more widely accepted in the US after WWII, Tri Sigma was able to shift focus to other causes. The US saw its worst ever polio outbreak in the early 1950s, and Tri Sigma was not left unscathed. In August 1951, Mary Hastings Halloway Page lost her five-year-old son to polio.

In 1954, Tri Sigma established the Robbie Page Memorial Fund (RPM) in his memory. In the first few years after the RPM fund was established, money was given to a variety of projects associated with the Salk Vaccine Field Trials; a project of the March of Dimes. In 1954, Sigma decided to devote all of its social service efforts to RPM, and began looking for a project of national scope. Lucille Morrison, Chair of the Committee, looked at four potential sites for projects, and selected the North Carolina Memorial Hospital at University of North Carolina (UNC) for the development of a play therapy room. The first tangible gift to this hospital was a sound system that linked the small playroom to the pediatric patients rooms so that stories and music could be piped in to children who weren’t able to leave their rooms.

Today, the RPM supports the North Carolina Children’s Hospital at University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill, and the Children’s Medical Center in Dallas, TX.

 

Confessions of a Sigma-holic

  • Posted on April 14, 2015 at 12:02 pm

Hello, my name is Jackie and I’m a Sigma-holic…Jacqulyn King

It’s April and Founders’ Day is just around the corner, so if you are a Sigma-holic too… ‘Tis the season!

I love everything about this special day, and marvel at the origins of our order. Isn’t it remarkable that a secret club, formed by eight teenage girls, on a small campus in rural Virginia, would evolve into such a vital and vibrant national sorority? What a story!

The Founders’ Day celebration itself has under gone a few changes over the years. As a collegiate in the 1970’s, it was stressed that our event be held on the official April 20th anniversary date with very few exceptions. Since April 20th rarely fell on a weekend, it was difficult for Alumnae to return to participate. Founders’ Day was also considered a ceremonial meeting. All sisters attending were required to wear white dresses, and only Tri Sigma members were invited to the celebration. While these old traditions may have made Founders’ Day a cherished event for the active members on campus, friends and family were excluded. Personally, I am grateful for the modifications that have occurred.

Now we are free to invite everyone to our table. Friends, family, and faculty are allowed to share in the celebration of our sorority’s history and its many accomplishments. Also, what a sensible decision it was to permit chapters to select the date in April that works the best for the most to participate. What could be a better way to honor our founders?

I find it fascinating to discover how each Collegiate and Alumnae chapter makes Founders’ Day their own. In some instances a Collegiate and Alumnae chapter will celebrate together, while others do so separately. On Florida’s Gulf Coast, four Alumnae chapters unite to commemorate the occasion. This allows sisters to keep in touch and aware of each groups activities. Last year one of the sisters from the Southwest Florida Alumnae Chapter was able to reconnect with one of her Rho Chapter sisters that she hadn’t seen for forty years. What a blessing.

Additionally, thank you to all the sisters involved in creating the lovely National Founders’ Day program. These observances are always an inspiration, and make me so proud to be a Tri Sigma.

So wherever you are this April, I hope that you will reach out to sisters and find a way to celebrate. I would love to hear how you plan to commemorate Founders’ Day. Please comment with your plans, share a favorite memory, or note a special chapter tradition. I look forward to reading your responses.

 

Jacqulyn King (Alpha Phi) is a retired high school Library Media Specialist, and she and her husband Mark divide their time between homes in Michigan and Florida. She belongs to the West Michigan, Central Michigan and Southwest Florida Alumnae chapters. Her blog Confessions of a Sigmaholic runs the third Tuesday of every month.

Is Everyone Wearing Panties: Studying in Panties

  • Posted on April 8, 2015 at 12:12 pm

By: Molly Schroeder SteadmanMolly Schroeder Steadman

 It’s spring break around here and all of our activities are suspended for the week. Thank heavens we have had good weather and the kids can play outside, otherwise we are would be spending the week looking at each other. I am so grateful my girls can go to school and not just because I reduce my kid load by 66% three afternoons a week. They are preschoolers this year and it’s a blast.

What a different situation than girls in other parts of the world! Right now there are 31 million girls world wide that are not allowed by circumstances, poverty or local culture to go to school. It’s been called scandalous by world leaders, a global crisis by humanitarian organizations but I think, as a mom, it’s just sad.

My girls LOVE school. It’s the only thing all week where we are on time. The one true motivator at our house is, “If you don’t (insert some terrible and torturous chore their evil mother is making them do like oh I don’t know, pick their panties up from the dining room floor.), we will be late for school,” and off they run to fetch the panties and (allegedly) place them in the basket in the laundry room.
They have made such nice friends; friends that are different from us (Brown! Not twins! Wears glasses! Boys!) and that difference is not weird or scary but just different. Imagine if everyone got to learn that lesson.
They have literally laughed so hard they wet their pants. Sadly this may be an inherited trait as several of my chapter sisters can attest. They have navigated snacks, politely asking for and refusing various foods based on our general disdain for the dairy and love of carbs. They have ruined hundreds of dollars worth of clothes with clay, finger paint, glue and other unidentifiable substances. And it’s worth it!
And as if all of this is not enough, they have learned! Counting and reading and wiping; thank God! We are lucky and blessed. Their school is clean and they are safe and happy there.
I am so sad when I think that the right of an education is being denied so many girls in our world. I know their mothers would send them if they could. An education is the surest way to protect your daughter from child marriage, poverty and abuse. They would send them if the could.
It’s easy to complain about being busy and schedules and papers and exams. It’s easy to let our kids make excuses about homework when there are so many things to do that are more fun. It’s easy to make the library and reading time a lesser priority. This is the time of year when there are so many lovely distractions from our academic goals; some of them just out side our window. But stay strong, and persevere. Make education important. We have to study hard for the ones that can’t go to school. The girls are counting on us to change the world!
Molly Schroeder Steadman (Chi) is a former chapter officer, local and national sorority volunteer, and National Headquarters employee. She recently moved back to Kansas with her husband and three children. Join her in supporting the future of Tri Sigma with regular donations to the Foundation, preferably the Chi Scholarship fund. Her blog, “Is everybody wearing panties?”, runs the first Friday of every month. Values aren’t something you are born wearing; like your panties, you have to put them on every day before you leave the house.

Confessions of a Sigma-holic

  • Posted on March 17, 2015 at 12:03 pm

Hello, my name is Jackie and I’m a Sigma-holic…Jacqulyn King

In April, I will celebrate the 42nd anniversary of my initiation into our sisterhood. It has been one of the best decisions I have ever made, and one I have never regretted. So I’m feeling rather sentimental as I recall the beginnings of my Sigma journey, and I must confess that the road traveled has not always been a smooth one.

When I became a new member back in 1973, joining Tri Sigma was an easy choice. My roommate and I were transfer students living off campus, and knew very little about the sororities at Central Michigan University. I had worked with a young woman who was a sister of Alpha Sigma Alpha, and it is to her credit that I am a Tri Sigma today, because she explained how to participate in Panhellenic recruitment. Had it not been for Ann, I would not have known to watch in the campus newspaper for the advertisement inviting women to attend an information meeting that would kick off recruitment.

Ignorance was truly bliss for my roommate and I. Having no prior knowledge of the sororities on campus, allowed us to go through recruitment without any biases. We judged for ourselves as we proceeded through the process, and found our “Goldie Locks” group. Tri Sigma was not too big, not too small, and all the sisters were “just right”. We choose and were chosen.

Back then we were referred to as pledges, but I cannot say we were subjected to hazing. We were never made to feel that we might be “black balled”, and understood that there was much to learn about our sisterhood. The active sisters were very supportive and my pledge class had a blast! Initiation was amazing and will always be a special memory for me. Then came our first meeting.

“Shiny Badges” was our new title. This would be the last meeting before summer break, and we were so excited to be officially initiated members. However, we soon picked up on tension in the room. Our current membership was at 40 sisters, but we were losing 20 seniors to graduation. In just a few weeks our “Goldie Locks” sorority, would suddenly be “too small”. This prompted the apartment management corporation who owned our house to decide not to renew our lease. Added to this, our beloved advisor of 10 years informed us that she was retiring from that position. Everyone left the meeting in tears.

So began the blip on the Alpha Phi chapter’s membership chart that marks my time as an active there. Fortunately, an Alumna sister came to our rescue in regard to our house. She and her husband had downsized to another place, and offered to rent their family home to us. It was fully furnished and located within walking distance of campus. This became our house, which was beautifully decorated, oozing with charm. Although this was a huge plus for us, we still struggled.

Prior to “the blip” Alpha Phi had been named as National’s Chapter of the Year, and won numerous awards. We had a lot to live up to, and keenly felt that responsibility. Yet the Tri Sigma grapevine proved to be cruel, and harsh criticism from Alumnae would soon be picked up on our radar. I am sure these sisters were just frustrated, but to pass judgment without offering assistance only added to the problem. After all, the true test of character is not how much we know how to do, but how we behave when we don’t know what to do. (Character Counts)

Some how the Alpha Phi chapter prevailed. Things didn’t happen over night, but we hung in there. The 70’s were a difficult decade for Greeks in general. Membership was down for all groups. Two sororities were closed while I was still on campus. Our core group of sisters stayed the course, and while I didn’t personally experience the turn around, one by one the chapter added wonderful new members, and Tri Sigma was back on top by the 1980’s.

My heart always goes out to struggling chapters. Please know that there is power in perseverance. The lesson my group learned was the importance of reaching out and inviting interested women to explore what Tri Sigma is all about. We had become too comfortable with formal recruitment and neglected to use Continuous Open Recruitment (COR) to build our membership back in our “Goldie Locks” days. Alpha Phi also reinvested in our Tri Sigma values by taking on service opportunities and projects. Potential members were invited to participate in these activities along with the chapter. It soon became clear that Tri Sigma was about more than just a good time. By changing the focus from us to others the chapter began to flourish. You can too.

 

Jacqulyn King (Alpha Phi) is a retired high school Library Media Specialist, and she and her husband Mark divide their time between homes in Michigan and Florida. She belongs to the West Michigan, Central Michigan and Southwest Florida Alumnae chapters. Her blog Confessions of a Sigmaholic runs the third Tuesday of every month.

Reading the Pages of our History: Who was Robbie?

  • Posted on March 11, 2015 at 12:04 pm

Linda Manley-Kuitu (Epsilon Rho)

As the Archives Committee organizes and catalogs old documents, they often find themselves paused in their archiving work, engrossed in a particular “golden find” within our history. One such document was the November 1951 issue of The Triangle, where committee member, Linda Manley-Kuitu (Epsilon Rho) came across an article detailing Robbie Page’s last days on this earth. A photograph she had never seen before, of Robbie and his mother, caught her eye. Sitting at the dining room table in the Walton House, surrounded with stacks of Triangle magazine issues, and wearing gloves to protect the delicate documents, Linda leaned back in her chair and read the story. It quickly drew her back in Tri Sigma’s time, making her oblivious to the other committee members working around her as she continued to read.

The Pages took their first vacation as a family to a cottage on the beach in late August of 1951 – just one week before Robbie would start kindergarten. The family of four would take long walks after supper to watch the sunset, with Robbie leading his small sister by the hand and dancing along at her side or collecting sea shells for her.

The family returned from their vacation on Labor Day and just a week later, Robbie attended his first day of kindergarten; nobody knowing it would be his last day as well because the next morning, Robbie woke up with a severe headache. The family doctor diagnosed it as the “three day grippe.” The next 48 hours involved violent nausea and a temperature of 103 degrees. That Thursday, after Robbie’s speech had become slurred, he was rushed by ambulance to Children’s Hospital where he was immediately placed on the “danger” list, put in isolation, and soon diagnosed with bulbar polio. Doctors connected him to an electro-phrenic respirator, an electrode that stimulates the nerve in the neck that controls the breathing action of the lungs. But on Saturday morning, his phrenic nerve gave way and he was then placed into an iron lung. The hospital finally let Robertson and Mary come to their child’s bedside. In addition to being inside a large metal canister, he had tubes in his mouth and nose and he was semi-conscious. Mary sat beside Robbie and sang songs to him. She and Robertson told Robbie how much they loved him and that he should sleep so that he would get well. That afternoon, Robbie’s condition had taken a grave turn. His temperature had gone up to 107 degrees. At 3:00 p.m., the doctors told Robertson and Mary that their son would not recover. One last effort, something that was given intravenously temporarily brought his temperature down to 103 degrees; but then it shot back up again. The nerves in the brain controlling his body’s temperature had been destroyed. Robbie died sometime between seven o’clock and eight o’clock that evening.

Linda had tears in her eyes at this point of the article, knowing her own daughter had just started kindergarten the month before, and not even being able to imagine the great pain in Mary and Robertson’s hearts as parents. Tri Sigma’s national social service effort took on an entirely new and deeper meaning when the Robbie Page Memorial was started with just eighty cents from Robbie’s own savings passbook account. Within three months, the RPM Fund had grown to over $1,000 and in two years, over $12,000 had been raised. In 1955, news of the Salk vaccine trials was announced to the world and a nationwide inoculation campaign began. Mary remained as Tri Sigma’s National President during that entire time and even the triennium after that.

Is Everyone Wearing Panties? A Princess in Panties.

  • Posted on March 6, 2015 at 12:08 pm

By: Molly Molly Schroeder SteadmanSchroeder Steadman

If you are a regular reader you know, we recently completed a visit to the Magic Kingdom. We had a blast and the kiddos did great. The highlight for my girls was lunch with the Princesses. I have a love/hate thing going with Mr. Disney’s stable of lovelies.

I loved the look on the girls faces when I showed them their crowns and the fairy dust I hid in my suitcase and surprised them with. I hated hearing my girls talk about how one princess was more beautiful than the other, and consequently more beloved.
I loved that the princesses visited our table and were kind and gracious and made my girls feel so special. I hate how the movies demonstrate a passive heroine that waits for her prince to come.
I love that Cinderella and her gal pals posed for pictures and signed our photo matt and helped make a memory to treasure. I hate that this princess mania has gripped my house and apparently Mickey’s and shows no sign of retreating.
I am anti-Barbie; we watch shows about women veterinarians; my diplomas are hanging up next to my husbands. I stay home and the kids know I have the best job in the world. So how do I reconcile my mighty girl power parenting with the Little Mermaid, a girl that traded her voice so a boy would like her? Cinderella married a guy after one meeting and he didn’t know her name and wouldn’t recognize her in a line up. And the favorite our house? Aurora met her prince on her 16th birthday. Not a great example for a household that encourages its young people to finish graduate school before there is any talk about serious dating!
Is it crazy to want to limit their exposure to Walt’s way of thinking? Do I deny them the magic and the fancy dresses and the fancy shoes? It’s a bit like closing the barn door after the horse has left but I am as torn as Cinderella’s dress before the ball.
And if you haven’t been to the Magic Kingdom lately you may not recognize the place. Dinner at Belle’s castle is booked months in advance. Character meals run hundreds of dollars and the line to meet Elsa and Anna was 4 hours long. Gone are the days where you stumble over a princess while walking from the Dumbo to the Teacups. Each major princess has her own special alcove and little princesses of all ages stand in the Florida sun for their photo and two minutes with royalty. I am not sure I like the changes, although to be fair, nobody asked me.
But I am asking you! Did you suffer a bout of princess madness as a child or did your mother have you vaccinated? And those with little legacies of their own, do you  Disney? Leave word in the comments I read them all!
Molly Schroeder Steadman (Chi) is a former chapter officer, local and national sorority volunteer, and National Headquarters employee. She recently moved back to Kansas with her husband and three children. Join her in supporting the future of Tri Sigma with regular donations to the Foundation, preferably the Chi Scholarship fund. Her blog, “Is everybody wearing panties?”, runs the first Friday of every month. Values aren’t something you are born wearing; like your panties, you have to put them on every day before you leave the house.

My Initiation Story

  • Posted on March 1, 2015 at 12:14 pm

By: Kaye SchendelKayeSchendel

I was initiated into the Gamma Phi Chapter of Sigma Sigma Sigma at the University of Wisconsin-River Falls on January 29, 1976. I recall the day as being very cold. My chapter held their initiation ceremony in the basement of the Lutheran church right across the street from campus. I remember walking across the street in my white dress and being so excited about becoming an initiated member of the chapter. Back then we were called pledges and I just knew that this day was going to be one to remember. As I sat waiting with my other pledge sisters I recall us talking about the decision we made and how excited we were to be initiated.

I recall the actual initiation ceremony as something that I was in awe of and thought it to be very mysterious. I remember the Greek that is spoken during the ceremony as something I did not truly understand and it wasn’t until the next quarter when we initiated again that I think I truly came to understand the meaning of the ritual. After hearing it several more times, I think I came to understand what it means to be true sisters, bound together by values that have such significance and meaning.

I recall getting my badge and being so excited to wear it. I truly treasure that badge and it really is my favorite. I have a couple other badges – one for being National President and the other from the first time I served on Executive Council – but it is my Gamma Phi badge that means the most to me.

Immediately following initiation we had a big celebration. Our National Collegiate Chair, Jan Gibis Zeipen was there as were several other alumnae. They brought out all the silver and made cherries  jubilee for the entire group. Imagine how excited we all were when they lit the dish on fire as is customary with making cherries jubilee! We thought we were really something special because we had a flaming dessert! Fast forward a few years and I am traveling as a consultant for Tri Sigma and attending my first initiation ceremony on the road. I recall asking the women who was making the cherries jubilee as I thought that was a part of everyone’s initiation!

Our Sigma values are truly what ground me, are what I use daily as a focal point in my life, have become so internalized in who I am, and have great meaning to me. I don’t think a day goes by that I don’t think about them or a piece of the ritual.

Confessions of a Sigma-holic

  • Posted on February 19, 2015 at 12:01 pm

Hello, my name is Jackie and I’m a Sigma-holic…Jacqulyn King

Here we are in the middle of February, a month our country has set aside to commemorate the achievements of African Americans and the struggle for civil rights.  As a Sigma, I confess that I know very little about the history of our own controversies concerning the diversification of our membership.

There is a part of me that would like to believe that our sisterhood has always been what it is today, with our emphasis being on friendship, character, and conduct. That the only color we have ever seen is only purple, but we know this was not always the case. Just as the United States has had to rectify past mistakes, so has Tri Sigma. Change is never easy, and tempers surly flared at the time, but thank heaven reason prevailed and exclusionary practices ended.

Diversity in our membership has enriched our sisterhood, allowing Tri Sigmas to understand different points of view and appreciate various cultures. This prepares sisters to more effectively function and contribute in today’s global society.

So while it is true that skeletons of segregation hang in our closet, I am so grateful that Tri Sigma has evolved to embrace Dr. King’s dream, in which our sisters are not judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

 

Jacqulyn King (Alpha Phi) is a retired high school Library Media Specialist, and she and her husband Mark divide their time between homes in Michigan and Florida. She belongs to the West Michigan, Central Michigan and Southwest Florida Alumnae chapters. Her blog Confessions of a Sigmaholic runs the third Tuesday of every month.