Feature Stories
Since I'm the cook of the house, if the phone should ring around dinner time my wife Jane answers it — unless there's a Padres game on TV and we've broken for a commercial message. …
It embarrasses me to admit this, but I am a compulsive funnies reader. Show me a drawing with a box around it and no matter how stupid the joke, I’ll read it. I’ll read it …
Cockcrow at midday! Oh, how it makes me remember! Alone in a strange land Suddenly my soul flies far away To my home town in the middle of the day . . . Cockcrow at …
If you were snowshoeing one crisp day late in November, 1980, through peaks 8000 to 9000 feet in the air just south of Lake Tahoe and heard a single car ruining the silence of that …
Joe Nicholson is a designer who criticizes architects and their work. “Talking about architecture and not being an architect means I won’t lose any jobs,” he jokes. The forty-three-year-old Nicholson works from a cubbyhole office …
There was once a fine old Sohmer grand piano that fell asleep inside a church — the Seventh-Day Adventist Church of Oceanside. For many years, the church pianist and the 1917-vintage Sohmer grand had created …
They hadn’t slept since Saturday night, and kept nodding off. The lights on shore assured them they were still near land, but they had no idea how close to San Diego they were. They kept on sailing.
He finally did walk his way to Santo Tomás, and though he avoids making a point of the fact, the Mexican residents there recall that Birch was almost starving when they found him.
With the lights out, what you first hear is a deep intake of breath amplified, a whooshing intake of air that is stored in silence for a second, maybe more, as if warning is being …
California’s history has proven, among other things, that it takes more than a slab of land and a network of irrigation pipes to succeed at the tenuous business of farming. It takes, above all, a …
One bright Saturday morning this winter near the Black Frog restaurant in Southeast San Diego, a Volkswagen pulled off Forty-seventh Street and entered the parking lot of a modest and unadorned church. From the car …
Had I known that my friend Herman, the whittler, was tracking me that Sunday in Loma Portal, I might not have turned in to the two-dollar barbershop on Loma Square shopping center, where he cornered …
Bless our hearts These people tonight; Who ride on this bus Alone through the night. Who sit on these benches As rested on shelves; Alone on this bus Alone to ourselves. And I lie on …
The jetliner that fell into North Park that September brought with it the beginning of Tom's ill fortunes. The crash shook him. He lived relatively close to the scene, and for days he was visibly upset.
Ron Wigginton, a young landscape designer who leads a well-ordered life, was out roaming the streets of Hillcrest one day four years ago, suddenly on the lookout for a place to live. His rent on …
Marston knew of the cannon because his department store, which occupied the same block, was annexing the hotel, and his employees had had to move the 2000 pounds of Spanish bronze too many times.