Here's something you might be interested in.
Ask a Hipster — Advice you didn't know you needed
Big Screen — Movie commentary
Blurt — Music's inside track
Booze News — San Diego spirits
Classical Music — Immortal beauty
Classifieds — Free and easy
Cover Stories — Front-page features
Drinks All Around — Bartenders' drink recipes
Excerpts — Literary and spiritual excerpts
Feast! — Food & drink reviews
Feature Stories — Local news & stories
Fishing Report — What’s getting hooked from ship and shore
From the Archives — Spotlight on the past
Golden Dreams — Talk of the town
The Gonzo Report — Making the musical scene, or at least reporting from it
Letters — Our inbox
Movies@Home — Local movie buffs share favorites
Movie Reviews — Our critics' picks and pans
Musician Interviews — Up close with local artists
Neighborhood News from Stringers — Hyperlocal news
News Ticker — News & politics
Obermeyer — San Diego politics illustrated
Outdoors — Weekly changes in flora and fauna
Overheard in San Diego — Eavesdropping illustrated
Poetry — The old and the new
Reader Travel — Travel section built by travelers
Reading — The hunt for intellectuals
Roam-O-Rama — SoCal's best hiking/biking trails
San Diego Beer — Inside San Diego suds
SD on the QT — Almost factual news
Sheep and Goats — Places of worship
Special Issues — The best of
Street Style — San Diego streets have style
Surf Diego — Real stories from those braving the waves
Theater — On stage in San Diego this week
Tin Fork — Silver spoon alternative
Under the Radar — Matt Potter's undercover work
Unforgettable — Long-ago San Diego
Unreal Estate — San Diego's priciest pads
Your Week — Daily event picks
On San Diego's mind in early 80s
Airport re-location, Lake Murray drying up, Tijuana factories, newspaper reporters becoming flaks
One of the Indians came over to me to make sure I knew the “admonition,” a secret Indian word known only to Order of the Arrow members.
‘‘Once we found out what the noise could do to your health, we had to move.”
There's trouble down the runway
“For the runways alone you need a hunk of flat ground two miles long and half a mile wide. It should have enough acreage to accommodate terminal and parking, and it should be far enough from existing housing to make noise and safety of minimal concern. Most importantly, it should be easily accessible to a large percentage of the population, which eliminates the desert."
By Gordon Smith, Aug. 13, 1981 Read full article
Hydrilla. In 1976 a suspicious-looking weed sample was hoisted out of Lake Murray on a grappling hook.
The thing that ate Lake Murray
Officials have closed the lake to all recreation, turning what was once hoped to be a pearl of the city’s park system into little more than a neglected, forgotten pond, San Diego’s version of the Dead Sea. Simmons and others charge that city, county, and stage agencies have moved slowly and ineffectively to cope with the problem.
By Gordon Smith, Sept. 24, 1981 Read full article
Howard Boysen: "It used to be that the difference between the cost of doing business in Mexico versus Korea or Taiwan was so great that most of the electronics firms put up with the Orient.”
U.S. factories in Tijuana — good for everyone?
Mulcahy and his partner expanded to the Tijuana plant in 1977, at first hiring fewer than two dozen Mexican employees, including a Mexican manager. (Mulcahy acquired a condo at Coronado Shores.) He says today the Tijuana branch has grown to include almost 600 people.
By Jeannette DeWyze, Sept. 17, 1981 Read full article
Reporters Bernie Hunt, Mike Walker, Craig MacDonald, Dick Carlson, Otto Bos, Tom Gable — all became flaks
Twist and Shout
There are a lot of reasons for reporters to take up public relations. The prospect of making more money is one. A good journeyman at the Union or the Tribune these days makes about $25,000 per year, the highest pay in the county with the exception of that at the Los Angeles Times.
By Bob Dorn, May 20, 1982 Read full article
Art Flores: "'Minimum wage! You really need a job that bad?' ”
Low pay, hard work, miserable conditions
On his first day on the job at Escondido, he was put to work clearing debris from the San Diego River on a gypsy moth control project. “I was up to my waist in the swamps ail day. I never worked so hard in my life, In jail you only get to know maybe a couple people because they don’t know if you’re a snitch, if you’ll steal from them, or what. Here, I get to know each one like a friend.”
By Steve Sorensen, Jan. 26, 1984 Read full article
It’s like stepping into a Norman Rockwell painting: apple cheeks by the bushel, squeaky voices, a quaint respect for elders, a certain can-do spirit.
Camp Mataguay — not for sissies
Yesterday the troop was calling him a “homo sapien” and he was yelling, “I am not! I am not!" and he couldn’t understand why they were laughing so much. This morning they called him a “fag" because he’s dropped off the rope too many times before reaching the far lip of the gully.
By Neal Matthews, Sept. 4, 1986 Read full article
Here's something you might be interested in.
On San Diego's mind in early 80s
Airport re-location, Lake Murray drying up, Tijuana factories, newspaper reporters becoming flaks
On San Diego's mind in early 80s
Airport re-location, Lake Murray drying up, Tijuana factories, newspaper reporters becoming flaks
One of the Indians came over to me to make sure I knew the “admonition,” a secret Indian word known only to Order of the Arrow members.
‘‘Once we found out what the noise could do to your health, we had to move.”
There's trouble down the runway
“For the runways alone you need a hunk of flat ground two miles long and half a mile wide. It should have enough acreage to accommodate terminal and parking, and it should be far enough from existing housing to make noise and safety of minimal concern. Most importantly, it should be easily accessible to a large percentage of the population, which eliminates the desert."
By Gordon Smith, Aug. 13, 1981 Read full article
Hydrilla. In 1976 a suspicious-looking weed sample was hoisted out of Lake Murray on a grappling hook.
The thing that ate Lake Murray
Officials have closed the lake to all recreation, turning what was once hoped to be a pearl of the city’s park system into little more than a neglected, forgotten pond, San Diego’s version of the Dead Sea. Simmons and others charge that city, county, and stage agencies have moved slowly and ineffectively to cope with the problem.
By Gordon Smith, Sept. 24, 1981 Read full article
Howard Boysen: "It used to be that the difference between the cost of doing business in Mexico versus Korea or Taiwan was so great that most of the electronics firms put up with the Orient.”
U.S. factories in Tijuana — good for everyone?
Mulcahy and his partner expanded to the Tijuana plant in 1977, at first hiring fewer than two dozen Mexican employees, including a Mexican manager. (Mulcahy acquired a condo at Coronado Shores.) He says today the Tijuana branch has grown to include almost 600 people.
By Jeannette DeWyze, Sept. 17, 1981 Read full article
Reporters Bernie Hunt, Mike Walker, Craig MacDonald, Dick Carlson, Otto Bos, Tom Gable — all became flaks
Twist and Shout
There are a lot of reasons for reporters to take up public relations. The prospect of making more money is one. A good journeyman at the Union or the Tribune these days makes about $25,000 per year, the highest pay in the county with the exception of that at the Los Angeles Times.
By Bob Dorn, May 20, 1982 Read full article
Art Flores: "'Minimum wage! You really need a job that bad?' ”
Low pay, hard work, miserable conditions
On his first day on the job at Escondido, he was put to work clearing debris from the San Diego River on a gypsy moth control project. “I was up to my waist in the swamps ail day. I never worked so hard in my life, In jail you only get to know maybe a couple people because they don’t know if you’re a snitch, if you’ll steal from them, or what. Here, I get to know each one like a friend.”
By Steve Sorensen, Jan. 26, 1984 Read full article
It’s like stepping into a Norman Rockwell painting: apple cheeks by the bushel, squeaky voices, a quaint respect for elders, a certain can-do spirit.
Camp Mataguay — not for sissies
Yesterday the troop was calling him a “homo sapien” and he was yelling, “I am not! I am not!" and he couldn’t understand why they were laughing so much. This morning they called him a “fag" because he’s dropped off the rope too many times before reaching the far lip of the gully.
By Neal Matthews, Sept. 4, 1986 Read full article
Comments