One of the most complex stories of the housing crisis, and one of the best pieces of journalism to emerge from it, is back in the news… thanks to the Pulitzer board and the Securities and Exchange Commission.
DOCS FOR JOCKS: Twelve ways to avoid and treat common sports injuries from the doctors who help Chicago’s professional athletes
Our list of top docs for jocks
Mayor-elect Rahm Emanuel is famous, or notorious if you prefer, for his ability to make connections and raise money. It’s an in-demand skill, as the attentions of well-funded nonprofits turn to public institutions. Is it good for us?
Want to join the ranks of Chicago’s amateur beekeepers? Start with a beekeeping class. Then buying your own bees. Then get the right equipment… and think one step ahead of the bees.
For Rochester, New York public schools chief Jean-Claude Brizard, it’s out of the frying pan, into the fire, as he prepares to face the same issues of education reform that caused controversy in his prior job.
After a nightmarish two years in Washington, former U.S. Senator Roland Burris is settling back into life in Illinois, trying to rebuild his reputation and retire an $800,000 debt from a legal battle to keep his Senate seat. Still, he told me he does not regret accepting the position from former Gov. Rod Blagojevich, whose retrial on corruption charges…
Remembering Robert Kurson’s “Heavy,” a profile of Robert Earl Hughes: the Fishhook, Illinois, native enshrined forever in the Guinness Book of World Records as the world’s fattest man.
FROM FEBRUARY 2002: Sixty years ago this June, a German submarine dropped four Nazi agents on a darkened Florida beach.Among them was 22-year-old Herbert Haupt, the son of a German American family living on Chicago’s North Side. Haupt was part of a terrorist team a band of saboteurs with plans to blow up American bridges and factories. When apprehended, Haupt claimed he was just a homesick young man caught up in the maelstrom of war. But a secret military tribunal convicted Haupt and sent him to the electric chair. This startling story from Chicago’s past offers an eerie foreshadowing of today’s issues.
Five days a week, a group of widowers and retirees gather around three worn pool tables in a South Shore rec room to shoot some stick and razz one another. The men are old; their bodies are breaking down—but to Baby Ray and the rest, the place is one big, slow gulp from the fountain of youth.
