Buck Oletski is digging carrots in the garden he’s tilled for almost 57 years. When he straightens up, he has a clear view of the house he was brought to as a baby in 1917. And whether he looks left, right or directly ahead, all he sees is Oletskis. His…
John Spearing thinks Colorado needs a parents’ rights amendment because of a self-esteem test Pueblo School District No. 70 gave his then-nine-year-old daughter four years ago. The written test, administered to all third-graders in the district at the time, asked children to answer “yes” or “no” to a series of…
The fight stuff: Whether or not Mayor Wellington Webb succeeds in stopping the “Ultimate Fight” scheduled to hit town December 16, this dueling-palookas business has plenty of politicians on the ropes. Last week, Denver City Council president Debbie Ortega worried that if the fight goes on, people will think of…
I don’t know what kind of pictures you’ve pasted into your book of golden memories in recent months, but you’re welcome to rest a while and look at mine: Here’s Pittsburgh Steelers linebacker Greg Lloyd trying to decapitate quarterback Brett Favre of the Green Bay Packers. Here’s Greg Lloyd with…
You’re an average guy, which is to say, occasionally you like to be tied up and whipped. But you have questions. For example: “How do Colorado’s self-defense laws apply to me if things get out of hand?” Fortunately, there is precedent. Unfortunately, it’s not very encouraging. Say that you were…
There’s a big problem with the recent selection of Jim Monaghan, Wellington Webb’s campaign consultant, to lead a study on why Denver’s seven municipal golf courses are operating at a $429,000 deficit this year: Monaghan & Associates knows nothing about golf. Then again, the current flap surrounding the courses isn’t…
The Bottom Line Regarding Patricia Calhoun’s “The Bottom Drops Out,” in the November 29 issue: Since when is one little kid pantsing another–in gym class, no less–considered a sexual assault? This sort of thing has been going on since the beginning of time (or at least the beginning of pants)…
On a chilly November afternoon, stepping into the Forney Transportation Museum may not offer the warm refuge one is looking for. The five-story building at 14th and Platte is drafty and dim, dependent on light shining in through cracked and broken windows. Worn-out red shag carpeting greets patrons, and dusty,…
What started out as an idealistic dream of employing inner-city youths to build a sanctuary for teen mothers and their children in Five Points has turned into an ugly legal battle pitting a grassroots activist against a multinational corporation. Schuller House was to be the centerpiece of Schuller International’s “community…
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part 1 of 2 The City of Denver is about to take the plunge at its Winter Park ski resort, pledging city resources to a high-stakes real estate deal at the base of the ski runs. But finding out just how that deal will work–and exactly what risks taxpayers may…
part 2 of 2 The WPRA’s deal with the Arlberg Club came as part of a flurry of activity that occurred after Gerald Groswold took over as president in 1975. An attorney and former division manager for Transamerica Title Insurance Company who grew up skiing at his father’s Arlberg digs,…
Who better to write about the problems of “issues involving children” than the Denver Post? Considering the drastic action city editor Mark Harden recently had to take, the paper’s November 26 front-page treatise on “the faltering family” makes sense–Harden has his own juvenile-delinquency woes. Only five days earlier, he wrote…
“Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to Larry King Live. I’m Larry King. But you already know that. You know it, Portland, Oregon. You know it, Bellevue, Washington. And you know it, Dunedin, Florida. You know that there’s nobody quite as important as Larry King. And that’s me. Larry…
The next TV camera in a Denver courtroom may have to be wheeled in from the trashiest of the talk shows. Last week Denver sheriff’s deputy Karen Kirchberg stood accused of flourishing a weapon and threatening to “put a bullet” in a couple of other female co-workers following a love-triangle…
In the wake of a series of uprisings at federal penitentiaries across the country last month, jittery officials seem determined to crack down on troublesome felons housed in the Federal Correctional Complex just outside the high desert town of Florence. The result? At least three separate incidents of alleged civil…
Enter, Stage Right I would like to compliment M.S. Mason for her two wonderful reviews of recent DCPA productions, The Last Yankee and You Never Can Tell (“Medicine Women” and “Shaw and Order,” November 1). I thought the reviews were wonderful, because I agreed with every word. Barbara Moe Denver…
Denver prosecutor Craig Silverman was just beginning to launch into a well-rehearsed spiel explaining why convicted teenage murderer Cheryl Armstrong should be punished to the fullest extent of the law when he was cut off mid-sentence by District Judge Warren Martin. “You may sit down, Mr. Silverman,” the jurist instructed…
On the morning of October 1, 1992, Tina Knox, a 29-year-old aerobics instructor, gave birth to a healthy baby boy at Littleton Hospital. Twenty-four hours later Tina was dead, killed by a rare but treatable condition related to her pregnancy. Three years later, Tina’s son, Preston, is a toddler; her…
The strangest bedfellows in Colorado’s sexual politics are Colin Cook and Kevin Tebedo. Cook, after an exhausting lifetime of fighting his sexual desires for men, calls himself “redeemed” and uses pornography to teach gay men to be straight by praying to Jesus for their erections and thanking God for “handsome…
part 2 of 2 January 31, 1995 Met T downtown. Afterwards we went and fucked once, then I saw Rachelle’s picture in his wallet & I took it. He totally tweaked out on me so I got all hurt. Got in hugest fight ever. He told me we’re over. When…
part 1 of 2 January 2, 1995 Me and T are over. I wanna commit suicide. I love him so much. –excerpt from Cheryl Armstrong’s diary It may have been something about living in the tame Littleton suburbs that made sixteen-year-old Cheryl Armstrong and her friends long for a more…
