Cook: Educational apartheid in Chattanooga
"There is no plan. If you want to save your children, you're going to have to do it yourself."
"There is no plan. If you want to save your children, you're going to have to do it yourself."
Schools are not prisons.
Monday morning, I climbed in the back of a little red Kia, wedging myself between tool boxes, water bottles and seven spare bike wheels. It was the support car - picture a bike shop on wheels - for I AM Racing, one of the teams entered in the women's USA Cycling Professional Road National Championships.
A week ago, I tossed out to you, beloved readers, a series of questions, including this one:
Before the final morning came when he could take no more of the sadness and pain, and aimed the cold barrel of a Beretta .40 caliber to his left temple, Chris McDonald was a Marine.
The strip mall was like any other: a manicurist, a shoe shop or Laundromat, some empty storefronts with "For Lease" signs in their windows. It was surrounded by asphalt Hamilton County: four-lane roads, fast food and red lights.
Last Friday, her heart beating as if it was bursting out of a stable, Stacie Sparks Hand loaded up her gray Nissan, hugged and kissed her parents bye, and drove away from her Red Bank home.
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Effort underway to make Chattanooga weird
To all you graduating high school seniors: Bravo.
