Walking to Cleveland: Part three of four
I stayed in Toledo an extra day to attend a Black Lives Matter rally but I wasn't sure I was going to make it. I thought I might be spending the night in the hospital.
I stayed in Toledo an extra day to attend a Black Lives Matter rally but I wasn't sure I was going to make it. I thought I might be spending the night in the hospital.
I want to believe people are good. And for the most part, as I walk from Detroit to Cleveland, they have been good to me.
In June 1924, thousands flocked to Cleveland as visitors and delegates to the 18th Republican National Convention. The newly-built Public Auditorium echoed with speeches and rousing patriotic tunes led by John Philip Sousa.
It has been an awful week in the U.S. -- a week of murder, anger, anguish, fear, and a [...]
Parishes in the Diocese of Cleveland, and other places, have disappeared or combined, as have a number of non-diocesan Catholic high schools and religious communities.
Bringing you unique, Cleveland-centric coverage of the RNC.
"I'm walking to Cleveland, the city, so I can talk to people along the way about what their hopes and dreams are for the country. There's a big gathering of people there, called the Republican National Convention, and they are about to elect Donald Trump to be their presidential candidate. He's said some real nasty things about some people and I want to know if they're true and if other people believe them too."
The first time I heard the term "alt-right" was this spring, when a writer pitched an article for Belt that would follow an alt-right group planning to attend the RNC in Cleveland later this month.
So many questions linger, as the convention looms. ... Mother Jones asks, Are Police Targeting Black Lives Matters Activists [...]
Late May, the cusp of summer, I glide down the brushy side streets of Cleveland Heights. My bicycle jiggles over the occasional stretch of brick road, reminding me that pavement was originally invented to make biking easier.
Between 1910 and 1920, Akron, Ohio, was the fastest growing city in the United States, tripling in size and [...]
On a rented yellow school bus ambling east on I-69, Hudie Langston shifted in his vinyl seat, turned toward the two women chatting nearby, and said what a lot of people in Flint have been thinking for months.