Posts Tagged ‘police’
A loyal Blotch reader wondered what was happening with the Robin O’Hagan fatality investigation. Recall that O’Hagan, a beloved Stockyards character, died in a car crash on Memorial Day after a Hummer driven by Larry Love J...
A well-earned tip of the hat to Tarrant County Medical Examiner Nizam Peerwani, whose long-awaited decision on the April 18 cause of death of 24-year-old Michael Patrick Jacobs Jr. – who died shortly after being jolted tw...
So you Back the Blue, you hand your pocket change through the car window to the firefighters passing the boot around at intersections – but what about all those calls and letters you get, asking for donations for this firemen...
Unlike most of the local filmmakers I profile, John Venable is someone I’ve known for a long time. That’s because he’s a film critic for his own website, www.supercala.com, and I’ve chatted with him on o...
A disagreement between a valet attendant and Fort Worth police has escalated to feud status, prompting a flurry of citations, an arrest, accusations of police harassment and retaliation, and an internal police investigation.
Eastsiders say a local food processor is still stinking up their neighborhood.
When Bill Cole saw a “haz-mat” team in front of his Riverside-area auto repair shop last month, it brought back some pretty bad memories.
Two local men say police are ignoring a violent attack.
For someone with such a peaceful sounding name, Blue Riversong Taylor lives like a guy rushing headlong down the rapids of life.
Shooting through thick glass into the narrow box of a prison interview cubicle, John Holbrook had few options as a photographer.
A Fort Worth man says nearly a full minute of jolts from a police Taser have left him permanently — and perhaps fatally — damaged.
When this story went to press, Steve Steen was still alive. But with a heart that’s functioning at roughly 10 percent of normal capacity, he’s barely hanging onto life these days.
Stepping off the curb earns a reporter eight years of threats but no day in court.
Lyrics to an old Johnny Cash song run through my brain with every trip to my mailbox.