8 seconds

8 seconds

So, here’s a story. On January 8, 2003, my phone rang just as I was getting up for work. A plane had tried to take…

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Promises

Promises

There is nothing uplifting about a downmarket Las Vegas hotel. It’s simple living, hours in a stiff bed comforted by a flickering laptop screen, whatever…

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Disaster interrupted

Disaster interrupted

In a parallel universe, one in which I’d chosen to listen to the right soundtrack–something John Williams scored during a dark moment, maybe–we probably all…

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Four fathers

Four fathers

It’s a two-hour flight from Atlanta to Springfield, Missouri, one that leaves un-argued that Atlanta is a Cher-Madonna-Bono-city, while Springfield requires a state designation to…

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Eric Nicholson, ten years later

Eric Nicholson, ten years later

Eric Nicholson donated a pint of blood, told his wife Misty he loved her, and went back to work. It was December 6, 2000, a…

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Running man

Running man

The man’s eyes were bloodshoot and wild, like he was looking past everything his drivers could see and through a window that wasn’t there. When…

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And so...LA

And so…LA

Howard and I were walking down 8th street when I saw the rat. It was as big as my shoe and scurrying under a parked…

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Charity Worley: Reading between the profiler's lines

Charity Worley: Reading between the profiler’s lines

Henderson County Sheriff’s investigators are trying to tell us something without actually saying it out loud. You don’t have to know much about law enforcement…

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Dogs at large

Dogs at large

The dogs were determined, six in a haphazard row, straight from Disney, a mix of colors, sizes, and uncertain breeds. They looked as though they…

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Seasonal exchange

Seasonal exchange

It’s somewhere near 90 degrees outside. A June haze hangs over the mountains, a reminder that a great part of the American south is still…

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