A Tale of Two Newspapers
Both cities were even large enough for two daily newspapers – even if only briefly. The dominant newspapers – the [...]
Both cities were even large enough for two daily newspapers – even if only briefly. The dominant newspapers – the [...]
Forty years ago today, Youngstown Sheet & Tube announced it was shuttering Campbell Works. It was a devastating blow to a city that had become synonymous with the steel industry and has since become synonymous with deindustrialization and its accompanying urban decline.
If you, like I did, woke up on summer mornings with a mini boom box and a blank tape to listen for hours on end waiting for The Foo Fighters or Everclear or Rage Against the Machine or ...
Youngstown’s Brier Hill sits along the first ridge out of the Mahoning Valley to the east. We traveled there weekly for church, back to the brick streets and slate sidewalks of my mother’s childhood.
When the writer Henry Miller stepped down from the train he’d taken to Youngstown, Ohio, in 1940, he saw two girls, heads wrapped in scarves, picking their way down the bluff of a hillside by the railroad ...
Last November, Michele Lepore-Hagan was undergoing new member orientation in the Ohio House. Lepore-Hagan, like many elected officials from the Youngstown area ...
There are certain places every politician with national ambitions wants to be seen. Iowa in January. Martha’s Vineyard in the summer. And Ohio, in the autumn of a presidential campaign.
My favorite Rust Belt location? The bridge leading into the former U.S. Steel McDonald Works, a finishing mill where three generations of my family members worked shifts...
When my wife and I first started dating, she lived in rural Georgia and had no knowledge of Youngstown. We hadn’t been dating long enough to even really discuss what my hometown was like.
As sun set on the final evening of 2011, a loud boom interrupted New Years’ Eve revelries in eastern Ohio. Valerie Dearing, who was ringing in the New Year in her living room in the small town of Poland ...
All George Guarnieri was looking for was a liquor license. What he found was the remnants of a Youngstown institution.
The year was 1976. I was a college student going down to US Steel to apply for a summer job. I had never been there before, but it was one of those places that lined the Mahoning River, over which I had driven a million times.