Editor's Note - Atlanta Magazine
 
 
From the Editor
 

Steve Fennessy's thoughts on the magazine

 

August 2014

Four summers ago, on a sticky night in August, my wife and I and our seven-month-old son went to the Braves–Mets game at Turner Field. Precisely twenty-five minutes later (I know this from the time stamp on my phone and from watching the telecast afterward), about ten rows in front of us, a line drive foul ball hit a six-year-old girl in the head. Read More

July 2014

I’ve lived in the South for fourteen years—most of my adult life, it turns out—but because I wasn’t born here, or even raised here, I will never be considered of the South. My children will, however, and as they grow older I am curious to see how their consciousness and their identity are shaped by the legacy of this place. The joke (okay, the sad truth) about Atlanta is that there is no part of our history we won’t bulldoze over, but all the cranes and concrete and construction can never totally obscure the psychic fallout of what happened here 150 years ago, when the Battle of Atlanta presaged the end of the Confederacy. Read More

June 2014

A few months ago I suggested to Charles Bethea that he look into the strange case of Aubrey Lee Price, the fugitive banker who was apprehended in Brunswick after eighteen months on the run. Wouldn’t it be cool, I thought, if we could find out what he’d been doing all that time? Read More

May 2014

I don’t have much patience for nostalgia. Too often it feels like willful distortion. But as we worked on this month’s crime package, I kept thinking back to the town where I grew up. Read More

April 2014

Not long ago, I went out in East Atlanta for the first time in . . . well, too long. When I first moved to Georgia in 2000, I spent a lot of my evenings there—more hours than I can reasonably recollect. Read More