The dangers of being a war correspondent
John Thompson, who covered World War II for the baiduhai, was part of a special breed of war correspondent: brave enough to parachute into battle in North Africa in...
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Highwood
Dreaming of a winter escape but limited to a few hours, we thought we'd try Italy, Ireland and maybe a previous century. We headed to tiny Highwood on the North...
Pink slip for holidays? It’s not that uncommon
It isn't just shopping mall Santas who lose their jobs on Christmas Eve. Add Bulls coach Scott Skiles to a notable list of people who got fired the night before...
Tokyo teems with buzz
Akiko Fujimoto, a 31-year-old saleswoman, pulled out her shiny magenta cell phone with Internet access and did something utterly daring: She logged onto a social networking site called Mixi to...
Young Vietnam strides into future
Do Sao Mai is 21 years old and an international studies major at college who learned to speak flawless English because "when I was 14, I loved the Backstreet Boys."...
Holding on, letting go
The Vietnam War was a searing conflict that cost 58,000 American lives. Thirty years later, for many Americans the war still echoes in college classrooms, within families and in the...
Tsunami’s death toll soars; survivors desperate for aid
Rescue workers from Southeast Asia to the coast of Africa pressed the search Tuesday for tens of thousands of people still missing in the catastrophic earthquake and tsunami that have...
PART 3 OF 3: The road to Double Happiness
Early this year, when the wheat had yet to rise in the fields of her hometown, Wang Run Chin was just another farmer's wife. She was a member of the...
PART 2 OF 3: The factory nuns of urban China
Bai Lin is a sad-faced 19-year-old who seems to carry the weight of the world on her shoulders. She works in a small industrial town for a factory that makes...
PART 1 OF 3: Migration of a nation
Along a narrow mud road that cuts through the unending farmland of central China sits a peasant village so modest it hardly deserves its evocative name. At the end of...