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...seems that the mountain will always have stories to tell--or at least that there will always be people looking to solve its mysteries. A group of explorers this week announced that they may have discovered the body of climber George Mallory high atop Mount Everest. Mallory died in 1924 in a blizzard on the mountain, and there remains the hotly-debated question of whether he was killed on his way to the summit or on the way down after successfully reaching the top. Mallory and his fellow climber Andrew Irvine might turn out to have been the first...
Bruce Beck searched each face coming out, looking for his stepdaughter Lauren Townsend. "You see all the kids run out of the building," he told the Rocky Mountain News. "You're just sure one of the kids is going to be yours." Lauren's mother waited by the phone, waiting for word. And it didn't come. As the afternoon turned to evening, the crowd finally became smaller and more desperate. At one point there were far more pastors and counselors than parents left. Over a basketball hoop was a pink sign--PRAYER CORNER: PLEASE JOIN US. Though by this...
Adolescents are psychologically fragile, and mistreatment from schoolmates leaves deep wounds. Sometimes, says Augustana University education professor Larry Brendtro, "kids who feel powerless and rejected are capable of doing horrible things." Jason Sanchez, 15, a student at Phoenix's Mountain Pointe High School, understands why Harris and Klebold snapped: "If you go to school, and people make fun of you every day, and you don't have friends, it drives you to insanity...
...scenes of carnage and grief, side by side on television. Flip: a teenage girl lies on a gurney, her throat freckled with bloodstains. Flip: a mother in Kosovo keens over the body of her child. Flip: children running from the Columbine school. Flip: refugees dragging themselves up a mountain road. Flip: Serbian mass murderers. Flip: "Trench Coat Mafia" mass murderers. Two lines of categorical hatred meet at a point before our eyes, but it is imponderable still, out of the question, unreal--all that death...
From a ridge on Mount Holyoke--the mountain, not the college--Tracy Kidder looks down at Northampton, Mass., near where he lives. He has just written an impressionistic portrait of this old New England community, Home Town (Random House; 349 pages; $25.95). From his perch, he dreams up a lofty introduction that concludes, "...the cornfields are a dream of perfect order, and the town seems entirely coherent, self-contained, a place where a person might live a whole life and consider it complete, a tiny civilization all its own." Then, beguiled by a sentimental image, he adds, "The town below...