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Army Staff Sgt. Ryan Miller knew that deserting his post was a serious crime. But, by then, he had a lot more on his mind and heart than his job.
The federal government is spending $4 million to help hook up farmers and low-income customers.
In a way, the North Korean missiles-that-may-not-be-missiles-at-all are the modern-day equivalent of King Edward III's exaggerated codpiece.
John Ruggieri didn't make it to the finals of last year's International Whistling Convention. So this year, he's going to spice his act up a bit.
He is accused of the kind of crime that makes people shiver, the killing of families in their own homes under cover of night, the butchery of defenseless children. Under normal circumstances, Americans would dismiss such an act as worthy of only one response: swift and merciless punishment.
Because Cyrano weighs more than 20 pounds, amputating his cancer-weakened leg was out of the question. So the tubby tabby's owners turned to doctors and engineers at North Carolina State University to get him back into mice-catching trim.
Pop singer Kelly Clarkson wasn't expecting such a harsh response when she tweeted her endorsement in the Republican presidential race.
Since before Achilles dragged Hector's body around the walls of Troy, warriors have been desecrating the corpses of their vanquished enemies, whether to send a message or exact revenge.
In a Dec. 11 profile of presidential candidate Ron Paul, The Associated Press erroneously reported that Paul's grandfather fled Germany after World War I. Casper Paul left Germany before the war, but he and his wife visited there after the armistice, and talked to their grandchildren about the devastating inflation there.
On a late-fall evening 46 years ago, gunfire shattered the revelry at a nameless juke joint in this rural crossroads. When the smoke cleared, Joseph Robert McNair, a black father of six, lay at the feet of the community's white constable.
Every time we think we've seen the last of the trials for civil rights-era atrocities, it seems, prosecutors will parade some stooped, white-haired defendant before the cameras in shackles.
With everything she had to do that morning, Marshall McClain could not believe his wife was wasting time making the bed.
Did Troy Anthony Davis deserve to be put on Georgia's death row? The answer depends on one's faith in the system and its many procedural hoops.
Wilma Dillard took over her family's barbecue restaurant in 1997, after her father's death. But this spring — with her blue-collar customers cutting back, and the banks unwilling to extend the usual credit — she was forced to close the 58-year-old Durham eatery and lay off her dozen employees.
People look at some news photos shot on Sept. 11, 2001, and wonder how those who took them could bear to keep working in the face of such tragedy.
Staring out at her shell-shocked congregation Sunday, the Rev. Marian Windel felt the need to reassure her flock that God was not "mad at us in any way."
Elaine Riddick's small frame heaves, her rapid, shallow breaths whistling in her throat as she forces the words out between her sobs.
People look at some news photos shot on Sept. 11, 2001, and wonder how those who took them could bear to keep working in the face of such tragedy.
Standing amid the ruins of what had been a Goodyear service center, Robert Alves turns in place to take a grim inventory.
Past Boothill Graveyard and around the bend where Arizona 80 becomes Fremont Street, a larger-than-life statue of a man rises from a low sandstone pedestal. Clad in a duster and broad-brimmed hat, a sawed-off shotgun over one shoulder, Wyatt Earp stands guard at the entrance to this dusty town that calls itself "too tough to die."
Abraham Lincoln called it "the Father of Waters"; 18th-century English novelist Frederick Marryat deemed it a "vile sewer" — long before our industrial revolution turned it into one. The American Indians, says author Lee Sandlin, imagined it as "a giant sleeping snake that would wake up every seven years and attack whoever was alongside it."
Jane Poynter and seven compatriots agreed to spend two years sealed inside a 3-acre terrarium in the Sonoran Desert. Their mission back in the 1990s: To see whether humans might someday be able to create self-sustaining colonies in outer space.
Ron Barber takes the metal cane and asks, "So where do you want me to go?"
With Rep. Gabrielle Giffords recuperating in a Houston hospital, not voting in Congress or making appearances, you might think that her Tucson office would be quieter these days. You would be wrong.
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