Months before a lucrative state contract was offered for public bid, Governor Fife Symington and former top aide George Leckie conspired with an official from the governor’s personal accounting firm, Coopers & Lybrand, to steer millions of dollars of work to the firm, an internal Coopers & Lybrand memo obtained…
No one is likely to forget for a long time what happened that day. That it was a hot, miserable July seemed only appropriate. The eviction of Helen Whitney had taken months, and this, the final step, was beginning to seem like it might go on nearly as long. Helen…
It’s no journalistic earthshaker that “dog bites man”–unlike the flip side of that equation–is not considered news. But what about the intrinsic newsworthiness of “dog nips horse”? That’s bad news–just ask the Valley horseback rider who found himself in the saddle when a vicious dog attacked the horse he was…
Art Amarillas peered into the spectators’ gallery of a Cochise County courtroom earlier this month. “I’ve been very sad about this since it happened,” he said to three of Ismael “Miley” Teran’s surviving relatives. “He never did anything to me. I was a very weak-minded individual, and my paranoia caused…
How ‘Bout Dem DiamondBanks? This just in: The Flash has reason to believe that the new baseball stadium will be named Bank One Stadium or something similar. The Flash has reason to believe that Bank One will pay the team–not the county, mind you–$2 million the first year, with that…
Bill Dougan started off the broadcast by opining that state Senate President John Greene is a “tin-plated, swaggering, obnoxious, power-hungry thug.” Then Dougan got nasty. The usual targets of his bombast–other politicians, local power brokers, the Arizona Republic–took their share of abuse. In one particularly vitriolic five minutes, he called…
The handwritten birthday card seemed so sincere. “My music is an expression of my inner self,” it started. “It was a true honor and delight to share it with these incredible musicians. ‘Somewhere Along the Way’ was written as an expression of searching along the path, the Way–as my studies…
As churchgoers around the Valley return home from services this Sunday afternoon, a former deacon named Dave will be hosting a special nondenominational “fellowship meeting” for a select few of his own followers. Nothing particularly unusual about that, except for one thing. Dave has never actually laid eyes on any…
Sex, Lies and Apparatchiks U.S. Senator John McCain must have a soft spot for known liars. Shortly after New Times revealed that reporter David Schwartz had been fired by the Arizona Republic for impersonating a prominent Phoenix attorney, McCain himself called Schwartz and offered to help find him a job…
It was October 1994, and Peter Galvin, a conservation biologist, was studying trees slated for logging in Apache-Sitgreaves National Forest. The trees were part of the Hay Timber Sale, which had been contracted to Precision Pine and Timber in Heber. The project involved cutting about eight million board feet on…
After the dust cleared from the November election, it was widely assumed that school vouchers were a done deal. After all, Fife Symington was still governor, aided by the recently converted former state schools chief, C. Diane Bishop. Lisa Graham, who formerly led the voucher charge in the legislature, was…
The normally sleepy Deer Valley Village Planning Committee has become a whirlwind of political intrigue that pits current and former members of the advisory panel against Phoenix City Councilmember Thelda Williams. The antagonism centers on the land-use plan for 87 acres west of Deer Valley Airport. The village committee wants…
For state Senator Jim Buster, environmental regulation is like a midway game named Whack-a-Mole played at the Yuma County Fair. As soon as industry dares to make a buck, whack! Regulators pound it with environmental laws. Buster, chairman of the Senate Natural Resources, Agriculture and Environment Committee, intends to change…
Way out on U.S. Highway 70, past Zeke’s General Store and towns so small the post offices have dainty curtains in the windows, sit the adjoining southeastern Arizona towns of Thatcher and Safford. They are places where routine and tradition have a way of becoming the same thing, and neither…
On October 6, 1992, Peoria ironworker Sabino Jayo Jr. blew out his knee while playing hacky sack in the white sand dunes of New Mexico. Two and one-half years and piles of paperwork later, the Arizona Court of Appeals says Jayo was entitled to workers’ compensation benefits as a result…
Representative David Farnsworth stepped to the microphone of the Arizona House of Representatives to deliver the opening prayer. “Father, there is a great battle that rages in the hearts of many of those who are really concerned about our environment,” he droned. “We pray that Thou wilt touch their hearts…
Ivan Makil sets down his chopsticks, gives the Szechuan chicken a rest. A slim guy, he watches what he eats. He’s reminiscing about his high school days, when he played trumpet in South Phoenix for a blues band called the Soulsations. “I was the only Indian guy in the band,”…
Few Arizona Republic readers will remember an August 1, 1984, story headlined “U.S. Crime Strike Force in L.A. Accused of Corruption.” The story seemed straightforward enough. Its opening sentence: “The U.S. Justice Department is investigating allegations of corruption and misconduct of high-ranking officials of the federal Organized Crime and Racketeering…
Ann has three young children and a husband who held a gun to her head. “He threatened me in front of my kids, and my little boy started crying, and saying that he didn’t want to be there,” Ann recalls. So on February 13, Ann called a battered women’s shelter…
Ladies and gentlemen, live from one of the Valley’s most upscale areas, it’s the ultimate neighborhood-growth grudge match. In one corner, wearing suits and weighing in with big bank accounts, developers building luxury homes in north Scottsdale. In the other corner, wearing waffle-stompers and weighing in with vehicles large enough…
Harvey Howell, a ranch hand for most of his adult life, lives in the middle of the quiet vastness of the Coconino Plateau, a high desert plain stretching north from the railroad town of Williams to the south rim of the Grand Canyon. Most of the time, silence rules. Only…
Greg and Bernadette Johnson started looking in March of 1994. The two had some scratches and dings on their credit records but had been working diligently for some time to pay off their bills. Greg had just changed jobs after working at one company for years. When Greg got back…
