Hanging from a limb at the top of an 1,100-foot cliff, Minnie Moe snapped the photograph she had promised her friends.
Her performance as a vibrant woman fading into the darkness of Alzheimer’s is doing more than earning awards for actress Julianne Moore. The movie “Still Alice” is raising awareness of a disease too often suffered in isolation, even if the Hollywood face is younger than the typical real-life patient.
Along Main Street in a small South Carolina city, there is war memorial honoring fallen World War I and II soldiers, dividing them into two categories: “white” and “colored.”
There are many ways to look at the Snake River, but the view from a tugboat’s wheelhouse is one of the better ones.
It started as a seed of indulgence, Kim Hoskins-Hinchey recently recalled.
January marks the beginning of the New Year at Shady Lawn Antiques, but it hasn’t always been so.
The name of the game is “Escape Room” — a literal description for a complicated endeavor. A team of people sign up to be locked in a room, and they must find clues and solve puzzles to complete a given mission and find the key to escape.
The Internet has heard your entreaties for services on demand, and has answered them with apps and websites designed to make your life easier, by finding people who can do things for you.
You’ve downsized to an apartment, the kids are long gone, and you’re no longer eligible for some of the deductions and exemptions that had helped you lower your tax bill.
Ecumen CEO Kathryn Roberts has a peculiar habit when she calls a staff meeting. She sets a jar in the middle of the table, and anyone who says the “F-word” has to pony up a quarter.
Ron Heagy Jr. of Millersburg, Ore., used to think he had problems.
After we pollywogs — those yet to cross the equator — became zero-degree latitude-passing-over shellbacks, we limboed on our ship’s deck just forward of the bridge to mark the occasion at the nose of seahorse-shaped Isabela Island in the Galápagos.
Frozen memories, for sure. Frostbite memories, even. In the history of NFL games, none stands out for the brutal conditions in which it was played like the NFC championship on the last day of 1967. Simply dubbed the Ice Bowl, those who participated in Cowboys-Packers that day at Lambeau Field still shiver when talking about it.
By the 1960s, people throughout the country started outlining their homes with lights. The dazzling public displays — albeit somewhat tacky by today’s standards — were highlights for me growing up here during those years.
The new College Place High School's football stadium just got its bleachers.
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