As a writer for @Urban, I’d like to let you in on a little secret—I almost always love my job and my editors. I generally get to pick my own stories, and even when I don’t, I’m usually excited about my assignments. Until I heard about this one...

Before the symptoms and before the visit to Dr. Bridges in Paragould, Arkansas, Bernice McCord received a warning. Her mother had died of cancer the year before, in 1946, when Bernice was still married. Now she was divorced, a twenty-two-year-old single mother...

Vonita Hoffer sits at a long table inside NeNe’s Restaurant in Fort Smith. The lunch crowd has dwindled, and she has some breathing room before the dinner crowd starts ambling in. It’s been a little over a year since the doors first opened...

There’s something inherently uplifting about running. Putting one foot in front of the other, moving forward in long strides toward an absolute goal. A group of Fort Smith students is finding this out, through a kids running club called Mercy in Motion...

How does your life change? Sometimes it’s as easy as finding a new friend. That’s what happened to Lisa Miller and Amy Scoggins. They met at Central Christian Church in Fort Smith, drawn to each other by a shared interest in art. Both were moms. Both were shimmering with talent...

Carter Sampson, also known as the Queen of Oklahoma, wears red cowboy boots, black vintage glasses, and is rarely seen without her acoustic guitar. Around her neck is a golden guitar pick that reads, “Okla.” The “O” is a heart...

Stacey Little lives and cooks in Prattville, Alabama, just north of Montgomery, where his family moved when he was only five. He was raised by a mother who cooked three meals a day, every day. His most vivid memories are of sitting in the kitchen...

Every year, the Academy of Television Arts and Sciences hosts the Emmy® Awards in Los Angeles, an event to honor excellence in television programming. Last year, Natalie Driscoll, twenty-eight, who grew up in Fort Smith, was there as a nominee.

Born with an extravagant imagination, at nine, I believed telephone wires talked to me because they made unconventional sounds, which I interpreted as weather predictions...