January 1, 2006 |
I was disappointed. I had checked into Loews Ventana Canyon Resort hoping for a room with a city view. The lights would be beautiful at night in the clear desert air, I thought. But my room was tucked into the back of the 398-room hotel, facing the Santa Catalina Mountains. I had arrived late on an October day just in time for sunset. The flaming red sky I saw from my window was nice, but I still craved city lights. Until the next morning, that is, when I walked out onto my third-floor patio.
June 17, 2004 |
Claiming plaintiffs in sexual abuse cases are demanding more money than can be offered, officials of the Roman Catholic Diocese of Tucson said Wednesday they were considering a bankruptcy filing. An attorney for alleged victims dismissed the talk as a tactic to gain community sympathy and delay litigation. Bishop Gerald F. Kicanas said bankruptcy could be the only way to handle the 19 cases alleging sexual abuse by clergy pending against the diocese.
June 10, 2001 |
For the first time in years, Albert Belle has the entire spring and summer to do as he pleases. Instead of plotting ways to solve opposing pitchers, he's enjoying another sport. Pushed out of baseball in March because of a degenerative right hip, Belle has spent much of his free time on the golf course. The former slugger hasn't been in contact with many of his former peers, although recently he made a surprise phone call to Chicago White Sox manager Jerry Manuel.
April 8, 2001 |
As Sabino Creek wound down the canyon in come-hither curves, two boys dangled their skinny legs over a ledge as they caught their breath between dives. Then they stood up side by side and leaped into the deep pool below, surfacing with yelps of exhilaration. I briefly felt an urge to take the plunge, but I settled for a 10-minute dip of the toes. In a spot of such beauty-a place that turned out to be the highlight of a restful and relaxing weekend-I needed no other thrill.
November 22, 1998 |
A perfect hybrid of cowboy, Latino and Indian, Tucson is the real Southwest. In the barrio historico, the dusty adobe walls, the piercingly blue sky, the pepper trees, the lavender doors evoke not only the historic West but also Mexico, which is truly just a long horse ride away over empty mountain passes and saguaro-studded plains. I had come alone to Tucson to explore its secondhand stores and historic downtown, and had made reservations at the downtown Arizona Inn.