A black bear has been spotted swimming in North Park Lake. The Pennsylvania Game Commission has been notified and is monitoring the situation.
If you are visiting the park, please use caution and give the bear plenty of space. Do not approach or attempt to interact with the animal. Keep pets leashed and under control at all times.
The best thing you can do is view wildlife from a safe distance and allow it to move through the area undisturbed.
Thank you for helping keep both visitors and wildlife safe.
The Mounted Unit made this Friday extra special for the kids at Arlington Elementary!
Students had the chance to meet horses Munch and Spirit and learn more about the important work the unit does throughout the city.
Thanks to everyone who helped make the visit so memorable!
The FBI is aware of a service disruption affecting an online Learning Management System (LMS). This disruption has impacted schools, educational institutions, and students across the country.
If you are contacted directly by anyone claiming to have your data, we recommend you not send payment or respond to their demands. By receiving a message, that does not necessarily mean your personal information has been compromised. Threat actors often exaggerate or fabricate their access to sensitive or personal information to prompt payment from victims. We encourage individuals to be cautious of unsolicited emails, calls, or texts claiming to be from your school, the LMS provider, or law enforcement and to verify the contact through known channels before responding.
We understand that the immediate concern for individuals/students is determining what, if any, of their data or other sensitive information may have been exposed. At this time, the strongly recommended course is to await formal guidance from your educational institution regarding the scope of the incident and the nature of any affected data.
If you believe you have been impacted by the attack, please file a complaint at https://t.co/DbJcDzldwF.
All crimes can have a devastating effect on those who have been impacted, as well as their families who may need help coping with what happened. Visit https://t.co/QkwTszk8Dx for more resources on coping with the impact of crime:
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What’s in the night sky for May?
In this month’s episode of “What’s Up,” see how to spot the Eta Aquarid meteor shower, find out when we’ll get a blue moon, and learn more about a celestial meetup between the Moon and Venus.
Happy skywatching! https://t.co/2VCImgLyGD
We welcomed a record-breaking crowd to the Pittsburgh NFL Draft.
Thank you to @PghPublicSafety, @PGHDPW, @steelers, @visitpittsburgh, every visitor, the people of Pittsburgh and all of the fans for an incredible week.
The Housing and Community Environment Program handles questions, concerns, and complaints about housing code violations. If your landlord is not addressing repairs that need to be made file a complaint with the program by calling 412-350-4046 or visiting https://t.co/tlzJLN22NX
Pittsburgh please come out & support me like you always do!! 🫶🏾🚨
Next week during @NFL draft I will be attempting to break the @GWR for most people CPR trained in 1 hour. Starting Friday April 24th at noon! Alongside @American_Heart & @NFL
I will also be reaching a BIG milestone as we will be announcing reaching our 1 MILLION DOLLAR mark of AED’s donated! (The device that saved my life).
Full circle moment doing all in my hometown🌉. See you at @AcrisureStadium
Must be registered to pull up link below!!!
https://t.co/f350qBp6s7
You're invited!
Please join us for a Body Art Modification Town Hall.
Health Department Director Dr. Iulia Vann wants to hear from you about body art regulations in Allegheny County. Come share your ideas and feedback to help keep both artists and the community safe and healthy.
Tuesday, May 12, 2026, at 1 p.m.
Hosanna House
807 Wallace Ave, Wilkinsburg, PA 15221
Please RSVP at: https://t.co/6lprx4RVfh
#BodyArt #tattoo #piercing #ink #health
On this day, 17 years ago, Officers Eric Kelly, Stephen Mayhle, & Paul Sciullo lost their lives responding to a domestic call in the Stanton Heights neighborhood.
Today, these words from Chief Lando were broadcast over all three police radio channels.
Rest in peace, Officers.
We have officially kicked off our 𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒓 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒎! 🎉
Join the Housing Authority of the City of Pittsburgh for an incredible opportunity to gain hands-on experience in various departments, including Human Resources, Legal, Finance, and more.
Don’t miss your chance to learn, grow, and build valuable connections!
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SEEKING HACP SUCCESS STORIES!
Have you or your family benefited from any of HACP's events or programs over the years?
We'd love for you to share your story on our new Engagement Site: https://t.co/84l06lP41R
This site, separate from our main website (https://t.co/50ugrVUcRb), is meant to keep you informed of HACP's ongoing projects, and upcoming events, as well as give you the chance to share your success stories!
Make sure to register on the site (one-time process) to share stories & stay informed: https://t.co/Jug4iXbgnw
It was great to be on hand with Acting Director Williams & Acting Chief Lando for my first @PghPolice graduation ceremony as Mayor.
I’m so thankful to the 24 men and women of this class for choosing to serve our city & its residents.
Happy Friday, HACP residents. Please note, the snow is on the way and the staff here are making necessary preparations.
Housing Authority of the City of Pittsburgh (HACP)
HACP staff will be responding to the upcoming snow event expected between Saturday, January 24 and Monday, January 26, 2026.
🧊 What to Expect
Saturday: Pre-treatment of walkways, entrances, stairs, and ADA routes
Sunday: Daytime snow clearing and ice treatment
Monday: Final clearing early in the morning
Please note that snow may accumulate overnight and during periods when staff are not on site. Crews will address priority areas as quickly and safely as possible once they return.
♿ Priority Areas
ADA-accessible routes and ramps
Building entrances and exits
Stairs and handrail areas
Main pedestrian walkways
⚠️ How to Stay Safe
Wear proper winter footwear with non-slip soles.
Use handrails when available.
Walk slowly and allow extra time.
Avoid snow-covered or untreated areas.
Use caution during active snowfall, even after clearing
Only go outside if absolutely necessary during the snow event.
Allow HACP staff time to safely clear walkways and entrances before walking.
🚨 Emergency Maintenance
If you observe a hazardous condition or if an urgent safety concern arises, please contact HACP’s Emergency Maintenance Line at 412-456-5226.
For public safety or medical emergencies, please contact 911.
The City of Pittsburgh is preparing for the severe low temperatures and snow expected over this weekend.
Senior City Officials will be monitoring the response and operations and public updates will be posted on the City of Pittsburgh's website, Instagram, Facebook and X.
"Every Tuesday at 3 PM, my mother calls the same wrong number.
Has for six years.
"Hello, this is Susan. Is Robert there?"
Same response every time, "No Robert here. Wrong number."
"Oh, I'm so sorry to bother you."
Then she hangs up. Sets a reminder for next Tuesday.
I thought it was dementia. Mom's 71. Maybe forgetting she'd already tried this number.
"Mom, that's not Robert's number. You've called it 300 times. Why do you keep calling?"
She looked at me strangely. "I know it's not Robert's number."
"Then why"
"Because someone answers."
Turned out, the woman who answers is 83. Lives alone. Has severe social anxiety. Never leaves her apartment. No family. No friends.
"Six years ago, I called your brother's old number by mistake," Mom explained. "Woman answered. We talked for two minutes. When I apologized for the wrong number, she said, 'Please call again anyway. Nobody calls me.'"
"So you just... kept calling?"
"Every Tuesday. We talk for exactly twelve minutes. About nothing. Weather. TV shows. Her cat. Then I say I have to go, and she says okay."
"For six years?"
"For six years."
"Does she know you're calling on purpose?"
"Of course. I'm not subtle. But we maintain the fiction. I 'accidentally' call. She 'happens' to answer. We pretend it's chance, not choice."
"Why the pretend?"
"Because accepting help is hard. Accepting a wrong number is easy."
Mom's phone buzzed. Tuesday, 3 PM reminder.
She dialed. "Hello, this is Susan. Is Robert there?"
A pause. Then laughter. "No Robert here, Susan. But I'm here. How was your week?"
I listened to them talk. About the weather. A TV show. The cat's vet appointment.
Twelve minutes exactly. Then, "I should let you go."
"Okay, Susan. Same time next week?"
"Oh, I'm sure I'll accidentally dial this number again."
More laughter. Goodbye.
Mom hung up. Looked at me. "Her name is Dorothy. I've never met her. Don't know her last name. Don't know her address. Just her voice every Tuesday for twelve minutes."
"What if you stop calling?"
"Then she stops having Tuesdays."
Mom died last year. Suddenly. Heart attack.
I found Dorothy's number in her phone. Called it.
"Hello?"
"Hi. My name is Sarah. I'm Susan's daughter. I think... I think you were expecting her call today."
Silence. Then crying.
"She's gone, isn't she?"
"Yes. I'm so sorry."
"Can I ask you something? Did she ever tell you why she really called?"
"She said you needed someone to call."
"That's what she told you. But I'm calling to tell you why I answered. Because your mother's voice on Tuesdays was the only thing that kept me alive. I had the pills ready four times. Four different Tuesdays. And every time, at 3 PM, she called. And I couldn't do it after hearing her voice."
I've been calling Dorothy every Tuesday for nine months now.
Same time. Same "wrong number" fiction.
Because my mother taught me, sometimes the most important call you make is to the wrong person.
On purpose.
Every Tuesday.
For as long as someone answers."
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Credit: Grace Jenkins
"My name's Raymond. I'm 73. I work the parking lot at St. Joseph's Hospital. Minimum wage, orange vest, a whistle I barely use. Most people don't even look at me. I'm just the old man waving cars into spaces.
But I see everything.
Like the black sedan that circled the lot every morning at 6 a.m. for three weeks. Young man driving, grandmother in the passenger seat. Chemotherapy, I figured. He'd drop her at the entrance, then spend 20 minutes hunting for parking, missing her appointments.
One morning, I stopped him. "What time tomorrow?"
"6:15," he said, confused.
"Space A-7 will be empty. I'll save it."
He blinked. "You... you can do that?"
"I can now," I said.
Next morning, I stood in A-7, holding my ground as cars circled angrily. When his sedan pulled up, I moved. He rolled down his window, speechless. "Why?"
"Because she needs you in there with her," I said. "Not out here stressing."
He cried. Right there in the parking lot.
Word spread quietly. A father with a sick baby asked if I could help. A woman visiting her dying husband. I started arriving at 5 a.m., notebook in hand, tracking who needed what. Saved spots became sacred. People stopped honking. They waited. Because they knew someone else was fighting something bigger than traffic.
But here's what changed everything, A businessman in a Mercedes screamed at me one morning. "I'm not sick! I need that spot for a meeting!"
"Then walk," I said calmly. "That space is for someone whose hands are shaking too hard to grip a steering wheel."
He sped off, furious. But a woman behind him got out of her car and hugged me. "My son has leukemia," she sobbed. "Thank you for seeing us."
The hospital tried to stop me. "Liability issues," they said. But then families started writing letters. Dozens. "Raymond made the worst days bearable." "He gave us one less thing to break over."
Last month, they made it official. "Reserved Parking for Families in Crisis." Ten spots, marked with blue signs. And they asked me to manage it.
But the best part? A man I'd helped two years ago, his mother survived, came back. He's a carpenter. Built a small wooden box, mounted it by the reserved spaces. Inside? Prayer cards, tissues, breath mints, and a note,
"Take what you need. You're not alone. -Raymond & Friends"
People leave things now. Granola bars. Phone chargers. Yesterday, someone left a hand-knitted blanket.
I'm 73. I direct traffic in a hospital parking lot. But I've learned this: Healing doesn't just happen in operating rooms. Sometimes it starts in a parking space. When someone says, "I see your crisis. Let me carry this one small piece."
So pay attention. At the grocery checkout, the coffee line, wherever you are. Someone's drowning in the little things while fighting the big ones.
Hold a door. Save a spot. Carry the weight no one else sees.
It's not glamorous. But it's everything."
Let this story reach more hearts....
Credit: Mary Nelson