There is an issue festering in many Fort Worth neighborhoods these days, and it is quite complex.
The scariest news may be the stuff you haven’t seen yet.
David Phinney thought he’d struck journalistic gold. The veteran reporter, who has done freelance work for PBS, ABC, The New York Times, and other news companies, learned from a disgusted American contractor that the Kuwa...
Last week, as the Weekly was putting its “Best of 2007″ issue to bed (a chore not unlike getting an 800-lb. gorilla to brush its teeth and change into its jammies), word came that Peter Feresten, Fort Worth’s ...
City officials and neighborhood activists are going after right-of-way litterers.
The bright and colorful signs hammered into the grass in the public right-of-way or stapled onto utility poles promote everything from diet formulas to dating services.
LAURIE BARKER JAMES
A few weeks ago, President Bush made a speech in New Orleans’ Ninth Ward, an area particularly hard-hit by Hurricane Katrina. Bush said New Orleans “is better today than it was yesterday, and it’s going to be ...
Abuses by law enforcement are giving Johnson County a black eye.
When Patsy Keifer got busted for DWI while sitting at the side of a country road in her broken-down Chevy pickup, it didn’t surprise her.
Juan Rangel, the maverick Fort Worth schools trustee who gave former school superintendent Tom Tocco heartburn and helped usher him out the door in disgrace, has set his sights on higher (or at least, higher-profile) office.
Predatory lending action is helping some, but the worst may still be ahead.
Two years ago, in a story about the impending home foreclosure crisis caused by widespread predatory lending practices (“Wolves in Small Print,” Aug. 10, 2005), Fort Worth Weekly profiled Felipe Garcia Jr.
Gov. Perry’s web site touts his commitment to public education. So why is the governor considering, for the top spot in the Texas Education Agency, a guy who is under investigation on allegations that he improperly direct...
Cows grudgingly rise from mid-morning naps as Billy Mitchell’s Ford F-250 jostles down a dirt road past the oak trees he climbed as a kid.