John Nagy

“In my dream I was drowning my sorrows, but my sorrows they learned to swim.” — U2

Michael Lewis is one of the better nonfiction writers out there, the kind of author who can take a deep dive into a subject, explore its multiple facets and explain the complex in a way one can understand.

My life, these days, is one big search to find and consume a sufficient amount of protein.

Artificial intelligence may be driving the stock market and enriching investment portfolios these days, but its growing prominence across life is sounding wide discordant notes across the landscape.

Let's All Play, a community-led initiative driven by four founding sports groups, has reached its goal of raising $1 million to support the construction and ongoing operations of the Tbaytel

I’ve taken time in this space over the years to update you on the state of the news business and how that impacts your life. By way of update, I have good news and bad news to share.

My wife and I spent a few days in Boone last month. Arriving early on a Sunday, we came upon the Watauga County Community Recreation Center.

Except for the passion pen of Aaron Sorkin or the acting flair of Cary Grant, the pursuit of journalism is largely an undramatic affair.

The thought hit me as we sat in bed on a recent rainy Saturday morning. My wife had her laptop open in front of her and she was looking at airfare arrangements for holiday travel to the West Coast.

Dad was no shade-tree mechanic, but he knew his way around basic automotive maintenance.