Voters didn't consistently choose Democratic presidential candidates until the 1980s.
The historic Ball-Sellers House has centuries of stories to tell.
The seven oil paintings are considered Arlington’s first works of public art.
Once it was a private retreat for the rich and famous. Then it went wild.
Architect Wallace Neff's experimental postwar "bubble houses" weren't built to last.
The 14th Street Bridge was a popular spot for plane-watching in the 1920s (even if it wasn't always safe).
Rosslyn's hills were alive with the sound of Civil War music 150 years ago.
How the manhunt for Timothy Wilson Spencer led to the first U.S. conviction using DNA evidence.
The Arlington estate has played host to business moguls and Hollywood stars.
Is there a logic to Arlington's street-naming system? More or less.
Motor lodges epitomized luxury travel before Arlington’s skyline went vertical.
How did senators resolve their differences before the filibuster? With live ammo.
They form the lexicon of our streets, schools and other local landmarks. Here’s where these well-known monikers originated.
Those charming older homes that give our neighborhoods so much character? Many of them came from mail-order catalogs.
Before it became a final resting place (Arlington National Cemetery), this spot was a place of new beginnings for emancipated slaves.
How the fight for mass transit was won, and how its arrival left Arlington forever changed.
Arlington saw no battles during the Civil War, but the thousands of Union soldiers who guarded its forts were ready.
A timeline of pivotal points in local history
From failed land deals to secret wartime hideaways, the ghosts of plantations past have many stories to tell.
The desegregation of Stratford Junior High wasn’t a finish line in the march for civil rights. But it was a critical milestone.
Arlington has its own piece of Orville and Wilbur Wright’s legacy.
Plenty of Arlingtonians despised George Rockwell for his Nazi views. But the man who killed him wasn't one of them.
Back in the Jazz Age, the Potomac River’s edge was the coolest place to be.
Quiet, shy, 3-year-old female Manx