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February 27, 1989 | From Times wire services
Former Mayor Mike Boyle, ousted in a 1987 recall election, announced today that he will run again for the city's top job. In announcing his candidacy, Boyle said he decided to run because he loves politics and public service and because a surprisingly large number of people urged him to enter the race. Boyle, 45, was elected mayor in 1981 and reelected in 1985. But opponents began gathering petition signatures shortly after his second term started.
November 12, 1995
Jane Birnbaum seems to have missed the point of T.C. Boyle's excellent new book, "The Tortilla Curtain" ("To Live and Discriminate in L.A.," Sept. 24). Boyle has drawn composite stereotypes in his two protagonist duos, Delaney and Kyra, the self-absorbed Topanga Canyon yuppies, and Candido and America, the ridiculously unlucky illegal immigrant couple. Their alternating perspectives on simultaneous existence in Topanga Canyon are clearly intended satirically to provoke questions. Like Archie Bunker, neither set of characters is entirely sympathetic or entirely reprehensible.
October 23, 1994 | JOHN CLARK
In "The Road to Wellville," author T. Coraghessan Boyle goes for the jugular, but he does so with fruit compote rather than a carving knife. The story is served up in turn-of-the-century Battle Creek, Mich., where the genuinely ill, the merely neurasthenic and the frankly bored converge on breakfast-cereal magnate John Harvey Kellog's famed sanitarium.
April 3, 1986 | THOMAS B. ROSENSTIEL, Times Staff Writer
A federal judge on Wednesday sentenced the editor of the Providence Journal-Bulletin to a suspended 18-month prison term and fined the newspaper $100,000 for publishing a story in defiance of his restraining order, even though he previously had acknowledged that the restraining order was possibly unconstitutional. U.S. District Judge Francis J. Boyle said he made the penalty so large because the newspaper had chosen to "boldly communicate . . .
March 7, 2010 | By Carolyn Kellogg
A cat peeing in an author's bag? A writer waking up to discover that a complete stranger hasd left him four jars of delicious homemade preserves? Such things are not traditionally part of book promotion. But they happened to Bill Cotter and Annie La Ganga, an Austin, Texas-based couple who celebrated the simultaneous release of their debut books this fall by jumping in their car for an 8,500-mile, 27-day, do-it-yourself tour. They didn't have much choice. As the business of publishing changes, book tours increasingly look like bad risks.
December 11, 1988 | BOB BAKER, Times Staff Writer
Elias Lopez never had a chance. He got sucked into something so much stronger than he was, something with a history so powerful, that there seemed no choice but to submit. He was 17, a nice, quietly handsome young man with jet-black hair and a plan. He was going to be a cop, a narcotics investigator. Sure, there were street gangs in his neighborhood, but he did not want to join one. All Elias wanted to do was look like a gang member.
October 31, 2004 | Cecilia Rasmussen, Times Staff Writer
When a convicted rapist was recently charged with murdering 10 L.A. women, some longtime residents were reminded of a grisly case from the 1920s. On Feb. 2, 1928, Los Angeles County sheriff's deputies found a burlap bag containing a headless body in a La Puente ditch. A male teenager had been shot through the heart with a .22-caliber rifle.
February 8, 1999
Re "Casting a Critical Eye on Church of Castoffs," Feb. 1: Today and every day in 235 cities some 5,000 recovering drug addicts will gather in Victory Outreach inner-city rehabilitation homes, open their Bibles and learn about the challenges of living the Christian life--sober, responsible and grateful to God. They are free to leave the homes at any time--and some do. Many will stay for nearly a year to complete a strenuous regimen of biblical study...
June 26, 2012 | By Esmeralda Bermudez, Los Angeles Times
They once were hawked on street corners, displayed like the finest artwork with their images of Aztec warriors, Virgin Marys, lions, pandas and unicorns. Laura Genao saw them growing up but never pictured herself owning one. "Too tacky," she thought. Years later, her mother slyly left one on her couch: a blanket with a giant tiger woven in shades of gray, black and white. It was then Genao learned what most Latinos in Los Angeles come to understand as children: Love it or hate it, chances are you're going to forge a bond with a San Marcos.
At first, the murder seemed to have all the markings of an attempted carjacking. When Los Angeles police officers reached the scene on the dark Boyle Heights street July 26, they found affluent software designer Bruce Cleland lying in a pool of blood across the street from his new black 4Runner. His distraught wife, Rebecca, said she had been knocked unconscious when she got out of the vehicle to check the tailgate and awoke to the gruesome sight.
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