Sunday Reading

Here's Anne Hull on the racial divide in Durham (Three miles from the Gothic splendor of Duke, NCCU is plunked down on a stretch of Fayetteville Street near a plaza with hot wings, hair salons and bail bonds. The student union has four vending machines. Single mothers sometimes bring their kids to class, setting them up with juice and crayons in the back of Mass Comm.)

Check out Colleen Jenkins' piece, Helping son healed father.

Then read Jeff Klinkenberg's profile of a guy named Spook who chases hogs:

In Spook's opinion, the most challenging boar typically weighs about 150 pounds. Such a boar is fearsome, energetic and agile. "A dog killin' machine."

A dog howls.

"Thooo-ugg!" Spook shouts. Go catch that hog.

An hour passes. Two hours. Spook keeps in touch over radio. Almost got him. Nope. Lost him. Sometimes the dogs bark along the road. Then their barks fade away.

"Thooo-ugg!"

The hog jumps the road once. Twice. Hog scrambles through a pond, sprints across a prairie, sneaks back into the hammock, tries his luck in Duck Slough.

Three dogs catch up. Defiant or exhausted, the boar stays put.

Show time.