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Train Man

Posted by on Aug 21, 2019 in Bill's journalism, MSM Blog, Uncategorized |

Train Man

This is a story I wrote about an extraordinary young man with autism and his Tiger Mom ...

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Atomos Shogun Review/Dad’s Work as Civil Rights Reporter

Posted by on Apr 14, 2015 in Bill's journalism, MSM Blog, Videos |

Atomos Shogun Review/Dad’s Work as Civil Rights Reporter

Here's a review of the terrific Atomos Shogun external monitor/recorder, as well as a story about my late my Dad's pioneering work as a civil rights reporter in the 1960s in Dayton, Ohio, and Chicago--including a powerful photo of Dad interviewing Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

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The Extraordinary Bishop Sisters

Posted by on Dec 2, 2011 in Bill's journalism |

The Extraordinary Bishop Sisters

Nancy Bishop Langert was the youngest of the three Bishop sisters. On April 7, 1990, she and her husband, Richard, were shot to death in the basement of their suburban Chicago home. Nancy was three months pregnant with their first child. A 16-year-old neighbor was convicted of their murders and sentenced to two consecutive life terms–he was ineligible for the death penalty because he was not 18 at the time of the murders. The troubled young man, David Biro, has never admitted guilt in...

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Renaldo Hudson and Death Row

Posted by on Oct 24, 2011 in Bill's journalism |

Renaldo Hudson and Death Row

From birth to age 18, when he mercilessly killed an elderly man he knew, Renaldo Hudson’s life story was a nightmare. The nightmare continued in prison and then on Death Row, to which Hudson, who is black, was sent after he was convicted of killing Folke Petersen, a white man. But after a decade of being a tough guy in prison (a gang enforcer), Hudson’s story took a dramatic turn. Basically he found God, first in the form of Islam and later Christianity. And the change in Hudson...

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The Cardinal Cody Story

Posted by on Oct 22, 2011 in Bill's journalism |

The Cardinal Cody Story

I grew up feasting on stories, pretty much every kind of story–but the ones that always moved me most were the stories about people’s lives. I was a quiet and inward-turned kid (born in 1962), and I loved hanging around my Mom and Dad and their friends–a group of smart and funny and engaged people–and soaking in their conversations. My Dad, an investigative newspaper reporter, was a particularly robust listener and talker, always focused in on real stories. Listening to...

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