David Myrick: 1918-2011
David F. Myrick is gone now, but his two monumental books about the transition of sleepy Santa Barbara and Montecito into regions of great estates are lasting legacies.
David F. Myrick is gone now, but his two monumental books about the transition of sleepy Santa Barbara and Montecito into regions of great estates are lasting legacies.
A Santa Barbara family is suing the Boy Scouts of America because a top area Scout executive allegedly tried to stop a mother from reporting the abuse.
Here’s an update on the future of the late heiress’s seaside Santa Barbara property.
I’m just back from Arizona, where politics and the weather are as dramatic as a Wagnerian opera, complete with the Flight of the Valkyries and bloodshed.
Sue Grafton was on the phone, her soft Kentucky accent coming through from Phoenix, first stop on her book-signing tour for the 22nd in her alphabet crime series, V is for Vengeance.
Veterans Day reminds me of my less-than heroic career in uniform.
About a month from now, the hottest new attraction in town will open in the heart of the Santa Barbara Courthouse, a clanging, clanking contraption looking like a Rube Goldberg cartoon invention.
With only about two weeks left before the Santa Barbara City Council election on November 8, I was afraid we’d have to import some major-league wackos to pep up the rather bland campaign.
Ortwin Holdt might have become another frozen German corpse on the Russian front.
One person picks up poop, another saves a lost cat, and the Supreme Court harms us all.