By Terrence McCoy
By Allie Conti
By Terrence McCoy
By Scott Fishman
By Deirdra Funcheon
By Allie Conti
By New Times Staff
By Ryan Pfeffer
A couple of weeks ago, New Times published a cover story, "Love & Loathing," by Wyatt Olson, concerning a feud between some Pahokee police officers and Robert Love, a felon who turned from drug dealing to city politicking. Soon after publication, one of the officers, Sgt. Lawrence Holborow, complained that the paper had gotten it wrong, that the Police Department was investigating him only for improperly accepting four cases of beer, not for sexual misconduct. And he hadn't been suspended, he said. He was on administrative leave. Besides, he added, the Pahokee Chamber of Commerce had named him Officer of the Year in 2003.
Points well-taken, big boy. For the record, here's what three people have said about the officer they call "New York" and his responses.
In April 2004, 18-year-old Cynthia Cavazos complained that Holborow had suggested that they "make out in front of my husband so my husband could get jealous of us." Holborow later threatened her, she claimed. The officer says Cavazos was drunk and in the midst of a domestic dispute when he arrested her husband. She never followed up, and the complaint was dropped. "I never made the comment," said Holborow, who contends he never heard about the complaint until told of it by New Times. "That's not sexual misconduct."
Also in April of that year, Pamela Batchelor, a Palm Beach Sheriff's Office dispatcher, complained that Holborow had spoken inappropriately in front of her. In talking with a male subordinate, Holborow allegedly referred to the fondling of "breasteses" at a nightclub and "continued to rudely refer to the fondling of women," Batchelor wrote in a complaint filed with Pahokee police. After the investigation was "postponed to avoid potentially compromising other complaints that were filed," according to police records, it was deemed "inactive without an investigation being done."
Holborow responds that he might have used the word breasts while trying to counsel a younger employee -- but it wasn't sexual misconduct. He claims Batchelor gave up. "She didn't want to be bothered," he says.
A third case, from September 2004, involved an 18-year-old girl and her grandmother that a Police Department tracking sheet classified as "Conduct (Sexual)." A memo says that "certain uncalled-for remarks were made to an 18-year-old girl and her grandmother." Holborow doesn't know details of the case but said it was likely retaliation for a narcotics investigation he was working on. The complaint was dismissed after the investigator couldn't make contact with the girl, he said.
Finally, there's the matter of the beer. Last week, the Palm Beach State Attorney's Office completed an investigation of the matter and found no criminal conduct, recommending that the matter be dealt with "administratively." Good luck, Holborow. You're a fine cop.
Street Is My Canvas
The 'Pipe has been known to spread black smoke around, which is OK for bus benches and bleak tenements. But he has long regretted his smog-purveying damage to a mural just north of Sunrise Boulevard and NE Fourth Avenue.
So this tube offers profuse thanks to guerrilla lowbrow legend Steve Sticht, one of the geniuses behind the blue bikes you see parked all over town and the guy who recently refreshed the mural. (The 'Pipe doesn't spend much time at those highfalutin art galleries; they won't let him in.)
You know Sticht. He was the wünderkind who hung what he calls "Jackson Pollack-like" American flags on dilapidated buildings all over town after 9/11. And he's the wild-eyed madman who painted all those four-foot-tall, HoJo-colored railroad ties near the FEC tracks at NE 17th Court. "My gallery is street art," he says.
Several months ago, when the 46-year-old saw that the huge mural of tropical leaves, flowers, and creatures painted on the walls near a Home Depot and a Rinker's Concrete plant had lost its hue, he dug through his house, found some paint -- and headed out. Not in the daytime, like normal painters would, but in the evening.
"I asked the guys at Rinker's if I could. They said 'OK,' so I went out there every night for about two weeks at 8:30 or 9 p.m. I did one color at a time. I tried to keep it close to the original."
Guys would come by on bikes, he says, asking whether he was being paid.
The answer: Nope. Thanks, Steve.
New Times Broward-Palm Beach and Miami New Times took eight Green Eyeshade awards each -- more than any other weekly or monthly papers in 11 Southeastern states -- this past weekend at a banquet sponsored by the Society for Professional Journalists in Atlanta. Staff Writer Sam Eifling came up with the Broward-Palm Beach newspaper's only first, for a story about Pembroke Pines boxer Daniel Santos. Staff writers Eric Alan Barton and Jeff Stratton took two awards each, and Art Critic Michael Mills and Editor Chuck Strouse also placed. The Miami newspaper took three firsts, in feature reporting, criticism, and investigative reporting.
-- As told to Edmund Newton