Stories • January 28th, 2019
Niwana Johnson hurls her fists. She shoves. And then she starts running.
She sprints away from the two women she had been fighting, heading for asphalt. She leaps into the street. She doesn’t see the car, but she feels it.
The impact sends her careening into the air. Bystanders say she flew 20 feet high.
Niwana doesn’t quite black out. It’s more of...
Stories • June 27th, 2018
Around 7:30 a.m., inside a brick house on the corner of Kimbark and Kenwood Avenues on the far South Side of Chicago, Colleen Brinkmeier gathers at a table with Debra on a recent Tuesday, just as they do every morning.
They pull out their Bibles, and each has brought with them a devotional, from which they’ll share a passage with one another.
A block away, 87th...