If the 2020 presidential election is going to have a ‘Jim Murren moment’, as the gaming industry saw nearly four years ago, it won’t be from Jim Murren.

Since therapist Sheldon Jacobs lost his grandmother two years ago, he’s felt a little blue around the holidays.

The memoirs of Mary Guinan and Cornelia E Davis in the 1970s reveal their battle with curing smallpox in India, while fighting sexism along the way

The Oakland Raiders’ yearlong march into oblivion will end Sunday at the aging Coliseum.

It will be the Democrat's ninth of their presidential primary cycle, coming on February 19.

When I proposed to my partner, Greg, I couldn’t get down on one knee because I was floating.

I don’t remember what specific combo of frustration and busyness led me to wear leggings to the office one day recently, but I do remember it felt magical. With nothing but a stretchy band and Nulu(™) fabric holding me in, I felt freer, like I was dancing through my duties, rather than trudging through them encased in polyester and wool. My computer seemed to run more quickly; my sources were more responsive; the PR people were less angry.

When Brooke Brumfield wasn’t battling morning sickness, she craved nachos. Like many first-time expectant mothers, she was nervous and excited about her pregnancy.