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I spotted Baltimorehenge. The sun lined up just so in the west, sending a bright shaft of light down East Lombard Street, glowing from the Bromo Seltzer Tower on the horizon directly through my windshield at Calvert Street.

With athletic director Damon Evans apparently set to leave, Terps coach Kevin Willard uses the uncertainty to lay out a list of demands. The school will be hard-pressed to ignore him.

The Jeremiah Program supports single mothers pursuing higher education and fosters connections with fellow parents in the same boat.

Without any kind of place for Mayo on the Orioles’ opening day roster, this feels a lot more like a case of delayed gratification than grave misjustice.

When Southwest Airlines announced it was instituting baggage fees, the obits for the airline were queued up.

Kevin Willard will reportedly become one of the highest-paid coaches in the country, even though he’s yet to prove himself in the tournament.

Maryland author Mark Swartz's "The Music Never Died" imagines a world where some of music's greatest artists live on in intriguing ways.

I wrote about Andy Harris’ congressional district art contest two weeks ago, and the Republican from Cambridge hated it so much he wants me fired. I guess it pays not to be a federal worker in Andy’s world.

Hopkins will be 33 by the time he suits up for the Ravens this fall, but he doesn’t seem like he’s ready for shuffleboard, bridge club or early-bird dinners.

The end of Gavin Buckley's parade is in sight. Term-limited, the mayor leaves office in December for a return to the business that brought him to Annapolis, restaurants. Most mayors are soon forgotten. Will it be different for the brash Australian?

Meghan Markle's new Netflix show, "With Love, Meghan," shows the duchess making balloon arches and cooking in Le Creuset. How is that unrelatable?

At the five-year mark, it seems like the right moment to reflect on the pandemic and ask whether we learned anything from it.

There is a correlation between Lamar Jackson, the two-time MVP, and Stanley, the blindside protector.

Author and researcher Cat Bohannon will be in Baltimore to discuss “Eve,” her nonfiction book on the intricate history of the importance of the female body in human evolution.

It shouldn’t take a crisis, real or perceived, for the value of someone like Kremer to be apparent.

Because I know the cost of not taking proactive care of myself during the worst of times, I’ve promised myself never to let that happen again. I’m now relentless in my self-soothing; if what I’m doing isn’t working, I adapt.

A Virginia Republican running for governor there launched a campaign ad with the slogan, “Don’t Maryland My Virginia.” Gov. Wes Moore laughed it off. I’m not so tolerant.

After an up-and-down career, Randallstown native and St. Frances alum Julian Reese has found his center for the No. 13 Terps. They couldn't have done it without him.

I just have a feeling that this is going to be a wall-of-worry situation, where the obstacles and reasons for the Orioles to falter keep piling up and they push higher anyway.

Local Black bookstore Urban Reads has been habitually racially harassed, but Baltimore showed up for the shop in many ways.