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Polk Laffoon IV


Still We Rise

Climbing the steps of Cincinnati isn't just for Good Friday.

The Pied Pianist

Mary Lou Boylan can't sit still behind a keyboard. Her audiences are better for it.

On the Edge

All Greg Imm wanted was a house that needed work. He didn’t bank on a border dispute.

Bough Down

Look Up. That lush canopy of leaves you take for granted? It could be history if we don’t act fast.

Pinocchio 101

Love it or hate it, first you need to understand it.

Our Lady Needs Perpetual Help

In Sedamsville, a silent, empty church speaks volumes about the challenge of finding saviors for old sanctuaries.

True Blue

James Craig knows the mean streets of Detroit, the gangbangers of L.A., and the ethnic enclaves of Portland. Now he’s giving a master class on what it takes to be a top cop here.

The Breakfast Club

Every Saturday I go to JK’s Chili for goetta, eggs, fried cheesecake, lively conversation, and a good laugh. For my health? Not so much.

Obsessed with the West

What lies behind the long-lived local passion for American Indian art?

Geology is Destiny

Sometimes, when I’m driving into Cincinnati from Dayton, I watch the horizon line to the south and feel that quickening of the senses that coming home can impart. The land stretches across the woods and fields (and behind the housing tracts and shopping malls) into a gentle upward slope until the sky claims it, and just when it looks like nothing could lie beyond, the hills come into view again. Gentle, rolling, densely wooded and, in their way, welcoming. When I see them, I know I’m back.