The Bronx Ink

Sidney Flores patrols the streets of Tremont relentlessly. He looks out for potholes, broken street signs and other problems in sidewalks and streets.

Read the full story

The Bronx bus crash has not scared away riders looking for cheap tickets and casino promotions.

Read the full story

[VIDEO] For residents like O’neil Downer, job growth in the borough has translated into a much longer commute. But the MTA has yet to catch up.

Read the full story

The recent protests in Yemen are a personal matter for some in Bronxdale.

Read the full story

They say old age slows you down but that’s not true for 95-years-young Ida Keeling.

Read the full story

A man in the Bronx uses recycled materials to harvest the sun’s energy.

Read the full story

When parade goers and bar hoppers, many in shamrock sunglasses and leprechaun hats, line the streets of Manhattan trying to get a glimpse of the parade, or win St. Patrick’s day T-shirts, a little pocket of down-home revelry takes place in the Northeast Bronx.

About a block away from Yonkers on Katonah Avenue, kids paint their faces green, the Irish musicians of Jameson’s Revenge play the violin and Irish flute, and neighbors and friends celebrate the country they left behind.

“Oh! And I wish I were with the gentle folk, Around a hearthened fire where the fairies dance unseen,” recited Martin Miller outside the Rambling House pub a few days before the St Patrick’s Day celebration. Taking not even a full moment to recall the verse by the Irish nationalist Bobby Sands, Miller, 32, began reciting the poem while successfully lighting his cigarette in the cool wind. The sound of his own words had such a nostalgic quality, they almost brought him to tears. He stopped short, but not from lack of memory.

Read the full story

Artist Ruth Marshall is featured in the latest exhibit of fiber art at Lehman College

Read the full story