Elizabeth Juanes, a 70-year-old Publix employee and grandmother of six launched herself from an elevated platform and just barely grabbed a rope 20 feet above a shallow pool. She held on for dear life, muscles straining as she swung to another rope ten feet away....
Yesterday, I received a stream of messages from friends across Latin America—Venezuela, Nicaragua, El Salvador, among many others. They wanted to know if I was OK, advised me to stay indoors, commiserated about recently experiencing similar political violence, and...
A deacon distributed traditional San Gibin antacids to all worshipers as they passed through Saint Augustine Catholic Church’s ornate brass doors. “Low blood pressure be with you,” exclaimed the deacon to his parishioners. “And also with...
I have PTSD, and I hate myself for it. Unlike my Army buddies, I was not deployed, or even entered active service. Unlike many female friends, I was never sexually assaulted. I didn’t lose a limb, or bury a child, or come out, or grow up poor, or experience domestic...
“They’re under the bed! They’re under the bed!” yelled Alejandro Gomez. The middle-aged Cuban-American man rocked his gurney so violently that three burly nurses had to restrain him. “Sir, you are in Mercy’s Hospital’s emergency room,” said Dr. Dhruv Gupta. “You are...
Waves of chest-collapsing bass pulsed across a grassy field south of Homestead’s Turkey Point nuclear power plant. A crush of 20-somethings navigated around hundreds of steel drums filled with depleted uranium. Partygoers packed around a DJ booth playing big room...