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February 2, 2009 |
Robert L. Stone, a former top executive at the Hertz Corp. who in the 1970s hired O.J. Simpson as a pitchman for the car rental giant, has died. He was 87. Stone died Wednesday of heart failure at his home in Boca Grande, his wife, Sheila Muldowny Stone, said Saturday. Stone became the chairman and chief executive of Hertz in 1972, when the company was a subsidiary of RCA Corp. It is now known as Hertz Global Holdings Inc.
January 7, 2007 |
MORE than any other American writer, Robert Stone is a product of the 1960s -- or maybe it's just that he was everywhere. Although he began the decade in New Orleans, his counterculture roots go back to Beat-era Times Square, where his wife, Janice, worked at the Seven Arts coffee shop, a meeting place for Jack Kerouac, Allen Ginsberg and Herbert Huncke.
January 6, 2007 |
ON a warm afternoon in the summer of 1969, the novelist Robert Stone and two friends were hiking in the Big Sur wilderness, beginning a three-day trek to a Zen monastery 27 miles away. It was a transcendentally beautiful moment, with the ocean crashing below. Then a park ranger's radio crackled to life: Two armed fugitives, one wearing a German army uniform, were loose in the area and considered highly dangerous. Later that same night, U.S. astronauts began their historic moonwalk.
November 26, 2004 |
Among the events that helped finish off '60s idealism, such as Watergate and the fall of Saigon, belongs the spectacular flameout of the Symbionese Liberation Army, the domestic terrorist group that earned its greatest notoriety for the kidnapping of newspaper heiress Patricia Hearst in 1974.
November 26, 2004 |
Robert STONE hesitates to call himself a historian, although he does the historian's job, excavating facts from the remnants of modern memory. Yes, he majored in history at the University of Wisconsin, but his father, chair of the history department at Princeton University, was the real historian. Stone is our contemporary equivalent, a documentary filmmaker, and he has a particular fascination for the recent past.
April 30, 2003 |
On a recent Tuesday afternoon, Le Meridien Hotel in Beverly Hills looks like a setting from a Robert Stone novel, a study in contrasts, in silence and movement, in darkness and light. In the back of the lobby, the hotel bar sprawls like some abandoned post-colonial outpost, empty except for CNN beaming the latest images from Iraq. A few feet away, a Japanese model poses before a fountain. As a photographer circles deliberately, like a predator, assistants jostle for position at his side.