Another kid who should be free: I am delighted that I share Rebecca Meiser’s opinion as expressed in the September 18 article (“Rise Up for Recess”). It is a shame, and I know from personal experience that my child, being an ADHD child who is personally acquainted with Dr. Marvin…
It was the Friday before school started, and 10-year-old Nicklaus Barbery was understandably nervous. The soon-to-be fifth-grader took forever selecting his outfit: knee-length Phat Farm jeans, a light-blue T-shirt picturing a Cadillac Escalade, and his new Phat Farm sneakers with blue and white laces. His mother, Nancy, sighed when she…
A couple of years from now, if there’s a guy named Wesley Clark in the Oval Office, South Floridians will be able to look back to a fateful evening in September 2003 and say it all started — at least the Broward County part of it — at Shooters Waterfront…
Hank is prickly but ahead of the game: I just read Wyatt Olson’s excellent article on Hank Asher (“The Matrix: Unloaded”) in the September 11 issue. It was very well-written. To my eye, he presented the first fact-based and judgment-free article on Hank. I worked with Hank from the early…
The sages of pop culture past, Salt ‘n Pepa, once said, “Let’s talk about sex, baby/Let’s talk about all the good things and the bad things that may be.” Notice the comprehensive scope of their entreaty, which encompasses both the “good” things and the “bad” things that sexin’ may bring…
The Sunset Lounge had just finished serving its last drinks late one night in June 2001 when Officer James Megathlin parked his patrol car around the corner. At Henrietta Avenue and Eighth Street, the Sunset is dead center in West Palm Beach’s downtown ghetto. Clubgoers began spilling out, mixing on…
The tech bubble had not yet burst as Hank Asher strode up to the dais in early October 1999 at the Hyatt Regency in Fort Lauderdale. Ambition and high expectations permeated the audience of more than 300 who had packed the banquet hall to kick off the so-called DevCon ’99,…
Kevin Love strolls into Phillips & Grooms Shoe Repair & Cleaning with a thick roll of bills buried in the pocket of his black dress slacks and a need. Tall, big, built, Love has the kind of self-confidence that leaves a wake of wow wherever he goes. Despite the scorching…
Two years after the attacks on America, the populace still doesn’t know the truth about terror ringleader Mohamed Atta’s entry into the country. It was illegal. Immigration agents shouldn’t have admitted the Egyptian national at Miami International Airport on January 10, 2001. Records show he was allowed to enter as…
God speaks in film: Regarding Susan Eastman’s article, “Our Lady of Hollywood,” in the September 4 issue, I too have visited Rosa Lopez’s home. Many people visit expecting to see miracles, for there are many who need to see in order to believe. My faith, however, is strong enough where…
Here’s one for the penny pinchers. That’s right, grab your $2 pair of Walgreens glasses off the secondhand coffee table ’cause you’re gonna want to read this: a cheap drink lineup that’ll keep you buzzing all week. One thing we all know when we go out is that we’re gonna…
The strippers at Fantasy Lounge go two dances on-stage, two off. The first number is the warm-up, the second is the money shot. About 5 p.m., a slim-hipped dancer named Alexis loosens her bra straps and lowers her pants below the buttocks, then suddenly, as a loud techno-screech reaches crescendo,…
Gloria Martinez called in sick this past July 12. A blood clot in her leg hurt so badly that, for the second week in a row, she couldn’t get out of bed. The 45-year-old Dominican mother of two feared that her health would force her to quit her weekend job…
No one sits at the reception desk in Suite 325 of the Mizner Office Complex in Boca Raton. The waiting area for Sengent, whose company logo of eight cubes creates a three-dimensional grid, has become something of a game room where stressed-out computer programmers can unwind and walk away for…
You don’t have to be a nuclear physicist or fighter jet pilot to go sake bombing. Just sit down to a nice sushi dinner, pour yourself a little Kirin beer, set your chopsticks on top of the mug, place a shot of sake on top, let it drop, and slam…
Christine Sneeringer, a 35-year-old blond with light blue eyes, sits in Barnie’s Coffee & Tea Co. in Fort Lauderdale. Her legs are crossed tightly, and her left foot dangles about eight inches above the ground. Her toenails are painted dark red, the same color as her blouse. Sneeringer is attractive,…
This columnist is decidedly not all wet: Thanks for Bob Norman’s interest and excellent writing on the water treatment scandal in Pompano Beach. (“Don’t Drink the Water III,” August 21) It is truly a shame that an outsider has to take such an interest in our city, but considering the…
Irv Mordes has a manuscript under his wrinkled and spotted hands, but he doesn’t want to open it yet. It’s too soon. He needs to build up anticipation for that four-inch-thick text of his life’s most important work. So he ponderously goes through his story the way old men do,…
At five feet, eight inches tall, Marc Patterson weighed 570 pounds, more than 3 1/2 times his recommended weight. The 46-year-old Fort Myers man could not fit his morbidly obese frame into a midsize car or standard plus-size clothing. He could not browse through a bookstore without the ridicule of…
Tailpipe is pretty nimble when it comes to scooting across busy city streets, but this smoke-spewing cylinder was scared as hell the other day at the corner of Pines Boulevard and Flamingo Road in Pembroke Pines. It was right here, on August 8, that 65-year-old Miami Herald vendor Robert Paul…
When Pompano Beach water plant operator George Mitchell walked into work at 7:30 a.m. recently, fellow employees were waiting for him with a fresh copy of the Sun-Sentinel. “You’re not going to believe this,” one said to Mitchell, a 25-year city veteran who makes $65,000 a year. They directed him…
No sense of humor about My Job: All I can say is – TERRIBLE SATIRE. At least that is what I think Edmund Newton was attempting in his August 14 story, “Plop Art” — since publishing this article as anything else would be an amazingly irresponsible act for a news…
