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Mark Twain's daughter ends up tragically in San Diego

San Diegan slaves of Japan, inside heads of local murderers, SDSU professor confesses to his DUI

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Clara's room at the Bahia hotel. In 1960, Life magazine published a photo of Clara, seated at the Bahia below her father's portrait. (Dave Allen)
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  • Decent men elude Mark Twain’s daughter

  • Despite Clemens’s preferring one daughter over the others, all three sisters experienced the frequently tyrannical side of their father. Caroline Harnsberger, Clara’s biographer, has written that Clemens’s daughters were afraid to be alone with him: “His fits of irritation, with their accompanying fireworks, terrified the impressionable young girls and made them wonder how a person could be sweet one minute and a demon the next.”
  • By Thomas Larson, May 8, 2003
  • POWs, Bataan Peninsula, Philippines. "They tried to hit any prisoner who was not marching fast enough."

  • San Diego veterans of the Bataan Death March

  • “If we performed the way we were supposed to, the Japanese did not beat us. If we goofed off, however, then we could expect the consequences. Of course, this basic premise did not follow any type of pattern. We were beaten for any reason the Japanese civilians wanted. If their food was in short supply, if the Americans bombed a Japanese city, or if the supervisors wanted more coal that day than was produced, they beat us.
  • By Jeanne Schinto, March 13, 2003
  • Ivan Gonzales, Susan Eubanks, Bernard Lee Hamilton, Veronica Gonzales

  • What made them kill

  • When Judge William Mudd sentenced David Westerfield to death on January 3 of this year, Westerfield joined a special subset of San Diegans. Of the 616 inmates on California’s death row, 31, including Westerfield, were convicted and sentenced in America’s Finest City.
  • By Leslie Ryland, Feb. 20, 2003
  • I’m talking poetry and literature with several of the country’s best writers. The food is delicious. I’m drinking too much.

  • Four-five glasses of Chardonnay and – a DUI

  • I’m at a party in Point Loma celebrating the successful conclusion of a literary event that took a great deal of time and effort to put together. Everyone involved is letting go after months of pre-planning, meeting deadlines, corresponding with finicky writers who demand this and that. We’re partying hearty, as they say in San Diego. I’m talking poetry and literature with several of the country’s best writers. The food is delicious; we’re standing outdoors on the terrace of a lovely Point Loma home with a magnificent view.
  • By Fred Moramarco, Jan. 2, 2003
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