“I there was such a woman as Ramona, the odds are that she was married not here but in a little chapel on Conde Street. Father Yubach said he seemed to remember marrying a woman by that name.”

Last year when sheriffs deputies were ticketing people for walking their dogs on the Coronado side of the imaginary line on the oceanfront, townspeople revolted, organizing under the banner of “Don’t Mess With My Dog!”

Now that he’s out of jail, off probation, and living contentedly in Vista, former San Diego vice squad officer Bob Hannibal can finally talk publicly about the job that precipitated his downfall. He says that …

This summer, the jetty parking lot on the south end of the Mission Beach isthmus became a popular hangout for the Bloods, a coalition of black street gangs whose members invariably wear something red. Their …

"All this talk of the shortness of Michael Dukakis. Listen, he's two inches taller than me." It's been getting to him, says Josh, this nitpicking about the Democratic presidential candidate's height. "This tongue-in-cheek use of …

“The first thing we have here by you at the desk in the pet cemetery office is the box of Kleenex,” says Velma Matthews. “That means, ‘We offer you our sympathy.’ The Kleenex is used …

Notes on our major incognito.

I wanted to buy some Mexican wine. So I called a half-dozen San Diego Liquor stores, giant alcohol emporiums like Liquor Barn and Liquor Land, as well as smaller havens for wine connoisseurs such as …

Furtively, I sought the opinion of Gary, my drinking buddy and best friend of nearly twenty years. I asked him what he thought of my entering a place called Morningstar, a North County treatment facility …

Aurore and Ethel Lee await their turn in the shuffleboard tourney. In the winter of life, they sit, legs crossed at ankles, on folding chairs at a card table. The skin on the tops of …