Capello Speaks Again for the News-Press
A New York Times artilcle provides Insight into the Santa Barbara News-Press position on the latest NLRB decision.
A New York Times artilcle provides Insight into the Santa Barbara News-Press position on the latest NLRB decision.
The most expensive residential real estate deal in Santa Barbara area history-nearly $80 million-just took place at 2781 Padaro Lane.
The $35 million sale, announced Sunday by Realtor Suzanne Perkins, is just part of the deal. Perkins wouldn’t confirm the rest of it due to confidentiality agreements, but according to word on the street, the same person also bought two adjacent lots, one with a home under construction.
A 15-year-old Westside resident and El Puente student was stabbed to death behind Saks Fifth Avenue as part of sprawling after-school gang brawl between Eastside and Westside gang members that engulfed much of downtown Santa Barbara – and led to an impromptu suspect lineup in the middle of State Street (pictured) – on Wednesday afternoon.
Santa Barbara prosecuting attorney Hillary Dozer revealed today that he would seek to prosecute the 14-year-old Santa Barbara Junior High School student accused of killing 15-year-old Luis Angel Linares (pictured) in Wednesday’s State Street gang brawl as an adult.
What do John Palminteri, a boat-destroying whale, The Departed, and the world-famous phrase “Hello, and welcome to Moviefone” have in common?
40 Pounds
How do you capture the essence of a man in a few paragraphs? Todd Hovey, who transitioned beyond this earth on March 2, 2007, was many things to many people, but to everyone who knew him he was most of all a great friend.
Todd was born in Stoneham, Massachusetts, on Valentine’s Day in 1942. The second child and first son of Eugene and Rosa Hovey, Todd spent his first six years in this small town just outside Boston. After a particularly bad winter, the family, along with their dog Rusty, drove across the country with a small teardrop trailer to the promise of warmth and sunshine in Santa Barbara, California.
‘I just want to know whose poop it is.’
Will Loomis is sitting at the rock ‘n’ roll equivalent of the final table in the World Championship of Poker tournament, holding pocket aces, hunkering down behind a stack of chips that could fill the Grand Canyon.
With a tough exterior and a genuinely warm heart, Thomas Joseph Murphy embraced life with robust intensity. His interests were wide and varied. The thread that ran through all his activities-growing bonsai, talking politics, entertaining, tinkering in the garage-was a joyous, raucous celebration of life.