Cover Stories
There used to be a time when public relations pretty much consisted of writing press releases and introducing newspaper reporters to people with fancy names. Old-time public relations people were flaks, you knew their editorial …
The skipper's side Tom Crivello is a tuna boat captain and owner of two large seiners, both of which carry helicopters that are used in hunting for tuna. The first time he scrambled aboard one …
On the Saturday before Easter, as afternoon clouds rolled in from the ocean and splintered the rays of the sun, the sidewalks along Girard Avenue in La Jolla undulated with pastel-clad shoppers who moved up …
Darlene for many years has lived alone in a flight-path apartment. She’s as independent as one can be these days: she upholsters her own furniture, takes long solo vacations in her van. She is in …
Suppose you had a job in which you received two or three calls a day from people imploring you to travel around the world at their expense. One morning, for example, you might get a …
Hecht remembers the mud baths and the three-dollar massages, the dance bands and the little guy from International Harvester who tried to pick her up one night in the bar.
This is a story about John Garfield Davies, a wealthy and influential man known vaguely, if at all, by the public. It is also a story about some of his friends, one a powerful land …
Later that same year, having lost his fear of flying. Price crossed the Atlantic and landed in Karlsruhe, Germany, to discuss with Hugo Mann, retail marketing baron, one such way of going private.
The Santee condominium in which Michelle Wyatt lived for the last nine months of her life is typical of the hundreds of others that were constructed during the late Seventies in similar newly developed East …
On one of the mountains northeast of Escondido lives a kindly old man who has spent his life searching for the secret of eternal youth. In the course of his seventy-four years, he has circled …
On a gray February morning not long ago, in the second-floor dining room of the University Club in downtown San Diego, about twenty businessmen who belong to a group known as the Metropolitan Club pushed …
I guess the first thing I try to tell people when I stop them is what I thought they were doing wrong. They see the flashing lights in their rearview mirror and a lot of …
Las Colinas Women's Detention Center is located just off Mission Gorge Road in the flatlands of Santee. It's an ugly place, surrounded by high steel fences and bare earth. The walls inside the visitors' waiting …
While God does enraged backflips in Heaven, the people of the Earth build churches. Ever since the Roman Catholic church leaders of old Europe, taking a cue from the pyramids of the pharaohs, decided that …
In the autumn of our senior year at the university, at the time of Kurt's delirium, we lived in a broad and ample house that was owned by rival gangsters. But this is not a …
Not long ago I returned for a visit, my first in several years. From the outside it hadn't changed at all. I'd always had a vague notion of what the building's rectangular shape suggested to …