Cook: Fatherhood and the parable of the ceiling fan
Just yesterday it was a crib. Or a bike with training wheels. Then, a bike without.

Just yesterday it was a crib. Or a bike with training wheels. Then, a bike without.

You're all county commissioners, and last Sunday, you each no-showed one of the most important events of the year.

Don't want to talk impeachment. Not yet.

Every so often, I get a phone call from a particular Chattanoogan, someone you may know. In fact, if you're an elected leader, he's probably calling you, too.

This is a story of starving artists who are starving no longer. Of a building - one of the most beautiful in the city - once in turmoil, now beginning to thrive. And the man - the really great man - holding it all together.

In a summertime poll, nearly 65% of Hamilton County residents wanted a tax increase to fund education.

Heard from an old friend a few nights ago. Name's Will. He's a hard-working Chattanoogan, an unforgettably generous family man and friend. Politically, he's fiercely independent, pledging allegiance, as he puts it, to neither Adam Smith nor Thomas Jefferson, but God.

Where is the way out?

More than 20,000 plastic water bottles and 150,000 aid station cups were used during last weekend's Ironman, according to race officials.

Founded in 1979 by the Episcopal Church to help the "poor, homeless, hungry, battered" in Chattanooga, Metropolitan Ministries - or MetMin - turns 40 this year.
