South Dakota has granted its first "compassionate parole" to a 72-year-old prison inmate who is seriously ill and serving nearly 60 years for child sex crimes.
Last week, as I was driving through the winding and wooded roads of western Massachusetts, I thought about how the homicide rate in Rapid City has been down this year. Then yesterday, the Rapid City Police Department said a local resident who was shot over the weekend had died.
After having worked here as a reporter for two-and-a-half years, I’ve realized that Rapid City never seems to run out of news stories. It was a great place to start my journalism career in the United States.
I thought the rifle shots were fireworks, even as I wondered what could be the occasion for festivity that evening of March 28. It turned out, a shooting had just occurred a few blocks from my apartment.
A month ago, I had trouble sleeping after covering a murder sentencing. A video of the stabbing was played in court before relatives of both the victim and the attacker took the stand.
Being a cops and courts reporter involves a lot of chasing people for interviews, and often getting “No comment" or "Sorry, I can't give out details." Weather forecasters, on the other hand, have not refused me so far.
An old quotation on being love, which I first read in college, popped in my head while I was covering an attempted murder trial the week before Christmas.
Mass shootings have always seemed removed from me. But an event I covered has made them seem much closer.
Last month marked my second year of living in the U.S., where I never expected to be covering the criminal justice system that was a mystery to me.
One of the most famous murder cases in South Dakota is the shooting of “Wild Bill” Hickok, considered one of the greatest gunfighters of the Wild West.