The Entrada Resort & Motel opens its first sleepy eye at dawn. Though the lounge’s doors shut only three hours earlier, the horseshoe bar is serving again at 7 a.m. Its small double-sided cooler brims with beer, ice froths in an aluminum bucket, and mute television sets flash the weather…
The 24 hours after Election Day 2000 were perhaps the most chaotic time in South Florida history since Hurricane Andrew struck. So, in the interest of history, Hurricane New Times hit the streets. It’s 2 p.m., and the Palm Beach County government center is the only place that matters in…
As the sun rose on Monday, cops in Kevlar vests patrolled cordoned-off streets around downtown Miami’s federal courthouse. Shaded by the building where judges have deliberated the fates of Manuel Noriega and Elián González, 12 video cameras stood ready, and a few bleary-eyed newscasters blathered to their early-bird viewership. Inside,…
We double-dare you to write again: You probably won’t print my letter because I’m white. Jane Musgrave made much too much fuss about blacks being displaced by CityPlace in West Palm Beach (“City Displaced,” November 2). I lived at 1809 N. Flagler St. for four years. In October 1998 we…
Keith Clayborne maneuvers his red Ford Mustang along Sistrunk Boulevard in a pouring rain. His headlights dance ahead of the car, revealing the dark doorways of tiny strip malls and rundown buildings. They splash off a liquor store, a funeral parlor, and a tattoo shop, then slow to linger on…
In a small courtroom on the second floor of the Broward County Southern Regional Courthouse in Hollywood, a giant corporation is fighting claims that it has crippled the economy of a small South American country. But you’d never know it from the sleepy setting. There is no TV camera, no…
Hollywood Fire Marshal Bob Madge, a burly guy wearing a navy blue jumpsuit and safety goggles, walks as far as he can into the cluttered home of Margaret Sheehan. He points to towering piles of yellowed newspapers, hardcover books, children’s toys, and other miscellanea. Then, in his eager, booming voice,…
A Naugle in the Bush Is worth two hypocrites in the voting booth: The article entitled “Politically Incorrect” (Bob Norman, October 26) showed us that indifference and ignorance are not only handicaps of poor minorities but also of the mayor of Fort Lauderdale. Naugle is an ultraconservative who embraces the…
A name change to hide its Miami origins. A spanking new, $10 million Pembroke Pines headquarters just off Interstate 75. And now the flop of a multimillion-dollar marketing deal that embarrasses reporters and generates a national debate on journalistic ethics. It must be The Herald’s Broward-first strategy. Conflicts of interest…
A portrait of a mysterious man hangs on a white wall in the Cornell Museum of Art in Delray Beach. You likely couldn’t name him if your life depended on it, but if you’re a woman, in a way, it does. The man is Dr. George Papanicolaou, inventor of the…
The North New River Canal rolls out of Lake Okeechobee, travels the first 1000 yards of its 50-mile, straight-line journey to Miami, then enters South Bay, Florida. The water moves silently past a small park near the junction of U.S. Highway 27 and State Road 80 where, on this warm…
You’ll have to excuse Belinda Griffin for not catching the fever that gripped West Palm Beach last week at the opening of CityPlace, a 77-acre, $550 million, taxpayer-supported downtown complex billed as the biggest thing to happen to the city since Henry Flagler built the Breakers. The slight, twentysomething black…
Get government outta her boudoir: In regard to Bob Norman’s “Politically Incorrect” (October 26): How could a government official believe that sodomy laws should be enforced and that homosexuality is a criminal act, then in the next breath claim to be tolerant of gays? As the mayor of Fort Lauderdale,…
Dimitris Karavokiris doesn’t know how long he can hang on to the Shell station he leases on Sample Road in Coral Springs. When he bought the business from another dealer seven years ago, his monthly rent ranged from $3000 to $4000 after a sales-based rebate. When Shell eliminated the rebate…
Dorothy Roberts carefully sets one slipper-clad foot in front of the other. She cradles both ends of what looks like a large, white, plastic wishbone in her palms, and as she covers the asphalt of a Boca Raton parking lot, the instrument begins to dip. She nudges a fallen sapodilla…
Jim Naugle began his political life in elementary school, when he campaigned for Barry Goldwater for President. Today the Fort Lauderdale mayor is aligned with the Christian right. He’s ultraconservative on the death penalty, abortion, affirmative action, and gun control. Although the city’s gay population is both large and politically…
But he sure thinks he is: In response to Jeff Stratton’s attack on Sun-Sentinel music writer Sean Piccoli (Bandwidth, October 19), specifically: “That simply ain’t the case, unless [Gershengorn] was performing on a stage located in some parallel universe. Poor Piccoli couldn’t have had it more bassackwards had he tried.”…
Over on the other coast, in the Collier County commission council chambers in Naples, the troops are girding for battle. The soldiers are white men in their forties, fifties, and sixties, with ample bellies and deep tans. They wear baseball caps, boots, short-sleeve shirts, and blue jeans. Their leather belts…
Terry DeCarlo and Bill Huelsman aren’t Hollywood stars, but they are South Florida celebrities. Sort of. For the past three years, while working full-time day jobs, the pair has produced and cohosted a half-hour-long show that airs locally each week on MediaOne and Comcast cable stations. They have paid $13,000…
When it comes to tossing taxpayer cash into the toilet, Piper High in Sunrise is tops. An audit submitted to the Broward school board this week shows Piper administrators misplaced equipment that cost $328,396 in public funds. Most of the stuff was lost (read S-T-O-L-E-N) during the tenure of principal…
Jen wouldn’t know cow country if she stepped in it: While having a relaxed and enjoyable lunch at Mustang Sally’s with several friends, we read with amazement the Dish column poison-penned by Jen Karetnick (“You’ve Got to Be Kidding,” October 12). Her snide comment about “cow country” (Cooper City) was…
When Irv Abramson opened his Hollywood office in the mid ’70s, he didn’t set out to create a boxing shrine. It just happened, the result of stuffing 60 years’ worth of paraphernalia into a two-room, paneled, windowless office. “Don’t mind him, he fools everybody,” Abramson tells a visitor who’s startled…
