The Great Read

They checked into a motel room in upstate New York, with a gas canister and a plan to end her decades of physical pain.

Fifty years ago, my father’s friend was taken at gunpoint on Long Island. Then he went on with his life — and that’s the part that haunts me.

Hearing echoes of Independence Day a century ago, when Americans were clashing over race, religion, immigration and presidential candidates.

These titans of caloric consumption aren’t signing deals or getting specials, but they form the backbone of an American tradition.

Beethoven’s aspirational vision of unity and peace can be applied to virtually any situation or place. The music makes sure of that.

Christine Fields’s family was tight-knit. But after she died in childbirth, grief and the prospect of a multimillion-dollar settlement threatened to tear it apart.

After a weekend camping in the woods, a small group of guys — many of them former prisoners — hoped to leave healed.

My dad always remembered his childhood journey through Europe. Now, with Alzheimer’s claiming his memories, we tried to recreate it.

While his peers were building Modernist towers, the architect Joseph Pell Lombardi devoted his life to restoring beautiful old buildings.

Facing grim job prospects, a young Nepali signed up to join Russia’s military, which sent him to fight in Ukraine. His ordeal of combat, injury and escape turned into a tale worthy of Hollywood.