by Todd Cohen photograph by Nick Pironio When Daniel Wagner was 14, two teenage girls from his neighborhood in Port Huron, Mich., were killed in a car crash. The tragedy, and the lessons he learned from it, have shaped his…
by Tracy Davis photographs by Tim Lytvinenko It must be jelly,” sang Glenn Miller and His Orchestra, circa 1942, “’cause jam don’t shake like that.” It seems poor form to contradict Mr. Miller on anything jazz-related, but the fact is that jam…
by Liza Roberts photographs by Nick Pironio “It does something for you. Something rich and powerful and exciting. It has to be around.” Jim Patton is in his Chapel Hill apartment, surrounded by extraordinary art and talking about it. “I can’t imagine…
by Ann Brooke Raynal illustrations by Laura Frankstone Admit it. We’ve all done it. Driven to Krispy Kreme Doughnuts on the corner of Peace and Person streets in our pajamas to pick up a dozen hot, glazed doughnuts. But these…
Throughout the spring, the William B. Umstead State Park hosted a photography contest challenging photographers of all ages to “catch the spirit” of the park. Submissions ended in early June, but you can view the top shots at the…
by Larry Stogner photograph by Alex Boerner The words hit me like a punch to the gut. “You have ALS.” Wait, what? Your mind spins. Wheelchair. Ventilator. Feeding tube. Death. A most unpleasant scenario. Having just signed a new contract, I had…
by Charles Upchurch photographs by Chris Fowler The Italians will send your heart racing. Even the names are saucy. Bimota. Benelli. Ducati. Moto Guzzi. La bella figura with fuel injection and a lust for speed. Raleigh’s Bob Steinbugler, 63, an…
by Jessie Ammons photograph by Shaun King Two things Raleigh does best are art and food. In that spirit, some of the city’s best chefs, brewers, distillers, vintners, and artists will convene at CAM Raleigh this month for Appetite for Art….
by Cat Warren Solo is a cadaver dog who recently retired. For eight years, he and I occasionally worked with local law enforcement by helping to search for the missing and those presumed dead. A handsome red-and-black shepherd with a…
by Shannon Ward If there is a path, it is covered in snow. I walk, stiff-cold, for over an hour, looking with my father for our ancestors’ graves. It is my nineteenth birthday, and I haven’t yet taught myself to…
by Jessie Ammons photographs by Jillian Clark As Leza Driscoll approached 23 weeks pregnant with twins, she was beginning to hit that exhausted phase most mothers can recall. One hot afternoon, she fainted, and before she knew it she was in a…
by Cokie Roberts One little-known moment in Raleigh history might be my favorite. It was New Year’s 1803, when John Marshall arrived in the newly established state capital only to discover he had set off to ride the court circuit…
by Dana Wynne Lindquist In 1989, while I was working for a domestic violence agency, I stepped inside my great-great grandparents’ historic home for the first time. The Victorian Italianate Merrimon-Wynne house was serving then as the office of the…
by Emma Powell It only took two months for 50 Raleighites to knit 150 sweaters to adorn the trees of Glenwood South. Striped, zig-zagged, and made from every shade of the rainbow, the sweaters brought color and whimsy to passers-by….