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What Charlotte can learn from the great life of Howard Counts
It took two hours last weekend for friends and family to say what needed to be said to honor Howard Counts. Those of us who filled Johnson C. Smith’s...
Every birthday is a milestone: 6 birthday stories from Charlotteans
Everyone has an opinion on birthdays: some people love them, others avoid them and for some, they’re just another day. What’s happening: We had a...
What we learned from our dads
Father’s Day is this weekend, which naturally has us thinking about our dads. What’s happening: We were inspired by our colleagues’ Axios...
Dear parents … it’s OK to not be OK
Maybe, my wife and I said at dinner Tuesday night, we just let him watch a few more minutes of “Helper Cars.” What’s the harm in that? I’ll admit...
What it’s like to wait four hours for a COVID test
“Has anyone ever told you, you have a good nose for this?” That’s what the man at StarMed’s Tuckaseegee Road location told me as he...
The Checkers let me drive a Zamboni, and I’m thankful for that
Charlotte celebrated two remarkable sports moments on Thursday, Nov. 11: The Panthers announced the return of their beloved quarterback Cam Newton. I drove a...
I ran the Charlotte Marathon
I ran the Charlotte Marathon, and it hurt like hell. Running 26.2 miles on crisp, sunny November day through the streets of Charlotte sounds ambitious and fun...
Mick F—ing Jagger was at the Thirsty F—ing Beaver and nobody noticed
I have so many questions about The Picture, things that make me wonder, but honestly I don’t want them answered. No, just leave this one like it is and let...
The many ways the fall of Afghanistan hits home in Charlotte
Arzoo’s daughter asks when they’ll be able to go back to Afghanistan to see her grandmothers. The girl is almost 7 now, and she still buzzes about...
I have “breakthrough COVID.” Here’s what it’s like
This past Thursday was one of the scariest days of my life. It didn’t start that way. I’d taken the day off to kick off my birthday weekend, and...
Why Price’s closing hurts so bad
A few years ago, several of us on the old Charlotte magazine staff walked down to Price’s Chicken Coop, grabbed a few boxes and took them over to eat on the...
My four years living in a Charlotte four-plex
On Sunday evenings I’d sit on the front porch and listen to the neighbors practice guitar while the sun dropped down through the oak branches. I spent...