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Voodoo Chile, Slight Return: Pyrotechnic wizard Jimi Hendrix.



Restorations of Hendrix’s mastery

Jimi Hendrix
South Saturn Delta
(MCA)

THE RECENT REISSUING of
Jimi Hendrix’s recordings through his family’s supervision continues with stellar results on South Saturn Delta. This batch of rare cuts and loose ends complements First Rays of the New Rising Sun, which was released earlier this year in an attempt to assemble what Hendrix’s fourth studio album would have been (like Cry of Love and Voodoo Soup) if Hendrix’s untimely 1970 death hadn’t cut his career short. South Saturn Delta takes in demos with the Experience as well as restored mixes of work with his later funk-rock ensembles, such as Band of Gypsys, and–as usual –the annotated booklet is superb. Hendrix’s mastery of blues vocabulary was always full of pop instincts, abstract flare, and screaming guitar dynamics. The title track, with sax, horn, and guitar interplay and odd rhythms, is still unlike anything we’ve heard since.
–Karl Byrn

Richie Havens
Live at the Cellar Door and the Santa Monica Civic Auditorium
(Five Star)

FEW PERFORMERS emerging from the ’60s folk revival display as much raw instrumental power or the uncanny ability to interpret songs as singer, songwriter, and guitarist Richie Havens–the Woodstock-era icon often heard on TV jingles. This new CD, featuring for the most part previously unreleased material from 1970 and 1972, captures Havens in his prime, forcefully rendering works by Bob Dylan, Fred Neil, and George Harrison, among others. The earlier Cellar Door sessions–driven by his percussive, strummed-guitar style and slightly hoarse voice–spawned the hit single “Here Comes the Sun,” the Harrison composition from Abbey Road. But the rest of these live tracks–including a soulful version of Billie Holiday’s “God Bless the Child”–languished for more than 25 years. Today, they cast a warm glow that, while echoing the social and political turbulence of the times, blankets the listener in a comforting, sonorous aura. Great stuff.
–Greg Cahill

Everclear
So Much for the Afterglow
(Capitol)

EVERCLEAR SHINES among the many one-hit wonders left by the ’90s alt-rock explosion. The catchy abandon of their 1996 hit “Santa Monica” (with its rollicking chorus of “I don’t wanna be the . . . baaaaaad guy!”) drove the disc Sparkle and Fade to platinum sales, but oversaturation on radio and MTV quickly made the group objects of hip disfavor. Sparkle and Fade was meatier than that sharp hit, as frontman Art Alexakis expressed a compelling, explosive, and highly personal version of the post-Nirvana punk/grunge formula. Everclear’s not-so-subtly titled So Much for the Afterglow blares a bit more gingerly down that same path: The songs are less confessional stories than accusatory portraits, and the crescendoing fervor of delivery is now a more even pop-punk shuffle. The jerky, two-note riff from “Santa Monica” appears again in “I Will Buy You a New Life” and “Father of Mine,” and even surfaces in the metallish instrumental “El Distorto de Melodicas.” Banjos, organs, and nods to the Beach Boys don’t quite freshen the sound, and as if to acknowledge the difficulty in making a dynamic follow-up, the band delivers the song “One Hit Wonder” as though it were an anthem. If So Much for the Afterglow isn’t Everclear’s glory moment, Alexakis’ ragged quest to break from a lost past into a brighter future still gives Everclear its kernel of truth.
–K.B.

From the Nov. 6-12, 1997 issue of the Sonoma County Independent.

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The Scoop

Colorful CIA

By Bob Harris

MY BUDDIES MATT and Heidi recently sent along an interesting Help Wanted ad, occupying almost a whole page of the October Ebony magazine.

The ad promises the “ultimate overseas experience . . . for the extraordinary individual” possessing “an adventurous spirit, a forceful personality, and the highest degree of integrity.”

It’s a want ad from the CIA.

That’s right–the Central Intelligence Agency has begun openly recruiting from U.S. minority communities for covert operations in the Third World. Right there in Ebony, the CIA bluntly states: “We are particularly interested in candidates with backgrounds in Central Eurasian, East Asian, and Middle Eastern languages . . . foreign language proficiency, previous residency abroad are pluses.”

And they’re not recruiting for the semi-respectable part of intelligence–the grunt work of reading foreign newspapers, developing contacts, then assembling and analyzing the data so our leaders can make informed decisions. The Ebony ad is for what the CIA calls “Clandestine Service” –the breaking-laws-and-overthrowing-leaders stuff that can start wars–or as the CIA describes it: “a way of life that will challenge your deepest resources . . . including fast-moving, ambiguous and unstructured situations.”

Um, that’s one way of putting it, I guess.

Sounds good to you? Great. Sign yourself right up, although you’ll first have to pass a psychiatric exam, a polygraph interview, and a thorough background check. So if you don’t mind asking the CIA to crack open your head and examine your life with a fine-toothed comb, go for it.

There is one catch: The starting salary is only about $40K. So forget any daydreams about Sean Connery and Jill St. John sipping claret on a yacht off Capri. Picture yourself more like, oh, Tom Arnold driving a Skoda around the potholes of Bratislava. And imagine a minority Tom Arnold, since the CIA already has plenty of white people.

Still interested? Just send the CIA your résumé. And if you forget the return address, don’t worry. If they want you, they’ll find you.

I OFTEN RESEARCH these little tirades on the Internet.

Unfortunately, some folks think the Net is only gossip and pornography, but that’s just what they show on TV–which is itself mostly gossip and pornography. So there you are.

Actually, most every major newspaper is online. So are reference libraries on everything from high-energy physics to Shakespeare. Hey, you want to know who paid for your senator’s latest campaign? You can find out online in a matter of minutes.

And the best part is you can use computerized search engines to do most of the work. You type a few words summarizing what you’re looking for, and in seconds, bang! you’re there.

I’ve always been a little curious to see what other people are searching for: serious stuff or pictures of Jenny McCarthy fondling a tractor? As of last week, one search engine, Metacrawler, now has an option where you can sit back and watch other people’s search requests go by.

I took a peek. It’s really cool.

The first search I saw was for “Wallflowers tour dates”–OK, that’s the band headed by Bob Dylan’s son. Respectable enough. Then came “Volvo 240 plug gap”–some rich guy is tuning up his car. Hey, this feels like an eavesdropping version of Jeopardy! Next was “Tiger Woods and Buddhism”–hmm.

I don’t see the connection. Sounds like an Al Gore fundraiser.

Yeah, people do look for naked pictures, maybe one search in 10. Somebody out there the morning I was tuned in had a major thing for “Dawn Wells,” Mary Ann from Gilligan’s Island. Somebody needs to find something to do.

But the good news is that’s precisely what most of the planet seems to be up to–and I do mean the planet. In less than five minutes, I also saw searches for “École ingénieur” (French for “school engineer”); “trabajo y secretaria” (Spanish for “job and secretary”); and “Stahleisenprüfblatt Arbeit,” which I think is German for “sheet metalworking job” (or maybe it’s some kind of foamy lager; mein Deutsch ist sehr furchtbar).

Granted, this polyglot job quest might indicate the global economy ain’t all it’s cracked up to be, but that’s another story.

The point is, most people do seem to be using the Internet responsibly.

Now if only we could use TV and other media the same way.

From the Nov. 6-12, 1997 issue of the Sonoma County Independent.

© Metro Publishing Inc.

Sonoma Rainfall

Muddy Waters


David Licht

A River Romps Through It: Debris-choked flood waters spilled over River Road in 1995 after storms killed one person and caused several million dollars in property loss, destroying or damaging 1,500 homes. River residents worry that steep-slope planting of vineyards, development, and siltation could compound problems.

Climatologists predict record rainfall this year as Russian River residents brace for nature’s wrath–and what some say is the backwash of man’s fallacies

By Christopher Weir

WITH THE RESURGENTEl Niño already being blamed for virtually everything from hurricanes to the Oakland Raiders’ dismal record, one thing seems certain: The rogue phenomenon will unleash a troublesome dose of flood-instigating rainstorms upon Sonoma County this winter. Or will it?

As the local daily proclaimed in a recent subhead, “The North Coast could be in for severe weather–or it may escape unscathed.” Never has something so speculative been met with such morbid anticipation by local, regional, and national news media. But if El Niño does, indeed, live up to its billing, then there will likely be hell to pay on the local front. And since everyone is in such a speculative mood these days, perhaps it’s time to dredge up the unpopular question: Why? That is, why do flood events in Sonoma County appear to be intensifying even under apparently normal weather conditions?

Some suggest that this perception is just misperception. The historical record, after all, reveals that the Russian River has crested above flood stage 40 times over the past 41 years. Meanwhile, as more people have moved into the floodplains, the human toll has become more acute. Throw in the recent 7-year drought, and suddenly the watershed’s natural inclinations seem the stuff of anomalous catastrophe. The flood issue, however, is not that simple. Because while historical records show peak flows and flood frequencies, they don’t reveal the Russian River watershed’s spatial and behavioral changes over time for a given volume of water.

“Nobody’s really looking at how flood levels are changing according to the size of the floods,” says Laurel Marcus, a local hydrologist. “For example, is a 10-year flood creating more problems than it used to? There are all sorts of variables, so that’s not a simple question.”

Those variables are receiving increased attention in the wake of last January’s floods, which many county residents felt were excessive, rising faster than in recent memory and in the absence of saturating precipitation, at least relative to the rainfall amounts. And of those variables–everything from watershed development to allegedly misguided flood-control projects–siltation remains the most provocative.

“If you’ve got a river channel with a certain capacity and silt material comes out of the water and settles in the bottom of that channel, it’s going to decrease the capacity of that channel,” says Dennis Wilson, an independent civil engineer based in Forestville. “When this happens over many years, that decrease is significant. Is this happening or not? Common sense tells me that, yes, it is happening, because that silt doesn’t just disappear, and it all doesn’t flow into the Pacific Ocean.”

Wilson says he’s not armed with hard data, just intuition, anecdotal reports from riverfront residences, and personal experience. For example, he has seen survey monuments no more than 20 years old buried beneath eight feet of silt in the Steelhead Beach area. And he suggests that the accumulation of municipal development and certain agricultural practices–especially steep-slope planting of vineyards on former forestland–is the primary culprit.

“When I see this degree of siltation, it just seems obvious to me that it’s going to cause flooding,” he says. Others, however, are not convinced that siltation is a major flood factor in the main stem of the Russian River.

“You can certainly say that there’s more sediment running through the system,” says Joan Vilms, president of Friends of the Russian River. “There’s no question about that. Whether it’s being built up in some places and depleted in others, or whether it’s a consistent buildup, I can’t say. . . . Sediment is somewhat like sand dunes, in that it’s dynamic. It’s really hard to get a handle on it. You can’t really say just because somebody’s fence is covered up that the whole plain is now at that level.”

Noting that the Russian River system is “disturbed and altered,” Marcus says that determining the capacity impacts of siltation would be an exceedingly complex proposition. Silt is not only “highly mobile,” but also very responsive to both the natural and the unnatural dynamics of the river system.

“When you pave an area, you create so much more runoff . . . that you can gully a creek and move out more silt than is coming in,” she says. “And you can have an increased silt load below a grading site that may sit there one winter but be completely flushed downstream and out to sea the next winter.”

Nevertheless, Wilson’s intuitions are being confirmed in some river tributaries and floodplains, including the Laguna de Santa Rosa. While maintaining that siltation is not a flood issue in the river’s main stem, George Hicks, deputy chief engineer at the Sonoma County Water Agency, adds that “the Laguna de Santa Rosa has been silting up, and the source is in the upper watershed areas.”

The Laguna de Santa Rosa is crucial to local flood mitigation and holds as much water attenuation capacity as Warm Springs Dam. The water agency is currently conducting a study to assess the amount and impacts of siltation in the laguna.

Erosion and siltation are also playing supporting roles to another element of the flood equation: accelerated storm-water runoff from developed lands and drainage systems. While the degree to which accelerated runoff is exacerbating flood events remains a matter of debate, it’s clear that continued watershed development and related erosion-control measures are increasing the rapidity and volume of water flowing from the watershed and into the river system.

THE CONVERSION of sloping wildlands to vineyards is the current flashpoint in the development angle, with the 500-acre Gallo project on Westside Road drawing the most fire. With sediment and silt increasingly recognized as significant Russian River pollutants causing harm to steelhead trout populations, agricultural developments–especially hillside vineyards–are compelled to establish efficient drainage systems to minimize the erosional impacts of storm-water runoff.

But while such drainage reduces sediment loads, it intensifies the runoff that is already accelerated by the removal of native vegetation. According to Dr. Martin Griffin, local conservationist and owner of the Hop Kiln Winery, the Gallo project will have a serious impact on the water loads in nearby tributaries. “The water drops into these big pipes at the end of each vineyard row on the slopes, and then it goes right into Porter Creek and into the river,” he says. “It’s an industrial drainage system that’s equivalent to what’s used in cities.”

Included in Gallo’s plans is the cutting and conversion of 174 forest acres. In such cases, Griffin says, “You’ve lost the vegetation that slows the impact of the water. . . . Trees drip water for days, for weeks, and the soil absorbs it through root systems. Then it gradually moves downhill, and that’s what keeps the river and creeks full in the summer: the slow release of water from the watershed.”

Last week, Gallo announced plans to hold off on the project for a year. Though the winery has not yet withdrawn its application to cut down the trees, doing so would make anEIR legally unnecessary.

He adds, “Gallo is just one of the biggest conversion problems. It’s happening all up and down the river, on the ridges. Every time they clear an acre up on the steep hillsides, they’re just increasing the flood potential for Guerneville.”

Vilms agrees, saying, “Every time you drain an area faster, it does two things: It eliminates the ability of that land to hold water, and it races that water more quickly downstream.”

Griffin and Vilms both maintain that while gravel mining has created in-stream pits that ostensibly increase the river’s capacity, the resultant channelization of the banks has simply heightened the pace at which water is delivered downstream.

That floodplain development and subsequent stream channelization is the most insidious factor in the changing flood dynamic, Vilms adds. The channelizing of Santa Rosa Creek, for example, “was successful in eliminating the flooding from that area, but by doing so, you just caused it someplace else. It’s a zero-sum game. There’s only so much water and only so much land, and if you build on one floodplain and eliminate its capacity to hold water, then you’re taking that water and delivering it downstream to somebody else who already has their own load to deal with.

“We should be finding places to retain water rather than accelerating drainage.”

Others, however, are not convinced that development is having a measurable impact on local flood events. “You have 1,500 square miles in the Russian River watershed,” says Mike Thompson, a civil engineer with the Sonoma County Water Agency. “And when you look at the developed areas, it’s really minor with regard to the entire watershed.”

Hicks suggests that development in the lower watershed may even be mitigating flood impacts. “You want to retain water in the upper watershed and get water out of the lower watershed,” he says. Lake Sonoma and Lake Mendocino enhance water retention in the upper regions, while development can accelerate drainage in the lower regions, he says. “So you take the volume and you’re spreading it out. Your volume is the same, but the impact on people and property is significantly reduced if you can spread it out.”

He adds, “Generally speaking, the development in Sonoma County is beneficial, or at least not additive” to local flood scenarios.

ACCORDING to Marcus, however, development and urbanization manipulate the volume, timing, and intensity of runoff to a degree that has yet to be fully ascertained. “This is a million-acre watershed, with most of it draining into the river by the time you’re in Guerneville,” she says. “So you have all this land upstream that’s affecting the flood levels down there.

“Now the question that’s not really been answered is, ‘Given different scenarios of buildout in the urban core, what’s the difference in the flow for different sizes of floods?'”

She notes that while a single hillside vineyard project or residential development will not have an appreciable impact on flood potentials, the cumulative effects of such activities should not be underestimated. “There are a lot of questions that relate urban growth to flood levels,” she says. “But to my knowledge, they have not been looked at. There are no storm-water retention ordinances in Santa Rosa, but a lot of places with flood problems require developers to retain storm water on-site or work with the city [on retention], rather than dumping it into the nearest conduit and giving it to somebody else.”

Why hasn’t a comprehensive analysis of possible development-related flood impacts been conducted in Sonoma County? Because the jurisdictional and financial implications have yet to be fully explored.

For example, the Sonoma County Water Agency’s authority in the watershed is surprisingly minimal. “Our business is maintaining the inventory of flood-control channels and some natural creeks that we’ve been empowered to maintain,” Hicks says. “And I’d estimate that it’s between 5 and 10 percent of the county’s waterways.”

Hicks adds that the water agency has no jurisdiction over development patterns and infrastructures.

Meanwhile, county agencies and municipalities have yet to establish a cohesive flood-control relationship. “The county desperately needs an overall flood-management program,” Griffin says. “It has flood-control programs for specific cities, which just pass their floodwaters on as fast as they can get them out of there by draining them into the Russian River and on down to Guerneville.”

Hicks, however, cautions against extrapolating broad flood-management lessons from highly localized scenarios. “With flood control, there’s the small scale and the large scale. Things tend to apply differently, and more intuitively, on a small scale.”

Adds Thompson, referring to last January’s floods, “People looked at the record and said, ‘We didn’t have much rain in Santa Rosa but we got this horrendous flood.’ But a lot of that was due to the nature of the storm.” That storm, he says, was concentrated in the northern watershed, yielding a tremendous amount of water that was subsequently dispatched downstream.

“Each storm has its own personality,” Thompson says, “and it’s going to react differently depending on the intensity of the rainfall, where it rains, and the timing of it. It’s a very complex system.”

And in major flood events, the difference between pavement and wildlands is narrowed as supersaturation takes hold.

“In 1986, it rained for several days,” Hicks says. “It got to the point that there was a sheet of water even on undeveloped lands. The longer it rains, the closer it gets to mimicking developed runoff conditions.”

THE WATER AGENCY analysis in the wake of the 1986 flood determined that the water peak would have been six to nine feet higher without the watershed’s two major dams, Hicks add.

But Vilms says that “the flood-control aspects of Warm Springs Dam are greatly overrated” and that the best approach to flood mitigation is the preservation of natural river ecosystems. “Allowing streams to flush themselves and maintain their own floodplains is really the only solution,” she insists. “Any other solution is temporary, and ultimately nature will override it.”

If developmental forces are indeed exacerbating flood problems for downstream communities, then mitigating actions should be taken. But the only way to determine overall impacts is to do the math, a process that has yet to be undertaken on a broad scale.

“You have to look at changes in peak flow,” Marcus says. “For so much rainfall in the drainage basin, is the water higher in Guerneville vs. the same size storm previously? Then you need to look at the different tributaries and see how they might have changed in their flow characteristics. These are not simple questions, but they’re the kind that need to be grappled with in a way that focuses on data, not finger pointing.

“Let’s look at the problem in an objective fashion and try to really resolve whether this is a real perception or not.”

From the Nov. 6-12, 1997 issue of the Sonoma County Independent.

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Forestville Asphalt Plant

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No ‘Phalt

By Bruce Robinson

ASPHALTVILLE? Credit Vince Welnick with coining that one. Testifying against an asphalt plant proposed by Canyon Rock quarry owner Wendel Trappe, the former Grateful Dead keyboardist told the Sonoma County Planning Commission, “We live in Forestville. We don’t want to have to change the name to Asphaltville.”

While a name change is improbable, a sizable segment of this riverside hamlet in west county is worried that Trappe’s plans could dramatically change the character of the town.

“The community doesn’t want it,” says Roz Johnson, whose home and small vineyard overlook the quarry. Johnson has mobilized much of the resistance that has coalesced against the proposal, because, she says, “it’s going to affect Forestville. It’s not about the properties next door, it’s about the village.”

Conversations with an attorney have already been held, in case the application is approved.

Canyon Rock, which has mined gravel on the 57-acre site for decades, is seeking a permit to install a prefabricated, self-contained batch plant near the rear of the quarry yard. Rock from the quarry would be mixed with hot oil to make the asphalt for job sites in the west county.

A similar application was submitted four years ago, but Trappe withdrew it when strong community opposition emerged. This time, however, he says he will see it through.

While the main beef is the potential for odors and increased heavy-truck traffic throughout central Forestville, additional objections include the use of toxic or carcinogenic compounds in the manufacturing process, increased dust and noise, and possible declines in the surrounding property values.

Trappe says that representatives of the manufacturer have assured him that the operation would be odorless and pose no threat to local air quality or to Green Valley Creek, which runs alongside the quarry.

As for traffic, Trappe concedes “there will be more trucks, but hopefully not that much of a difference.”

Nearby residents aren’t buying that. Challenging the traffic studies that were not updated since the initial 1993 application, a group of neighbors conducted their own traffic survey one midsummer Monday, counting 250 trucks going in and out of the quarry. County planner Ken Ellison has said the average truck count should be “approximately 100” per day.

To reconcile those disparate figures, county officials ordered a new traffic survey, as well as additional technical information about the plant, before making a decision. The application is due back before the Planning Commission Oct. 2.

In the meantime, opponents are on the move. Forestville Citizens for Sensible Growth, the local environmentalist group that has battled other urban intrusions, has weighed in against the application. FCSG published a four-page newspaper last week attacking the asphalt plant. “The benefits–presumably more profits–would accrue to just one person,” noted one article. “But the costs . . . are borne by the people of Forestville.”

THAT IS AS CLOSE as anyone has come to personally attacking Trappe, an affable man who is well regarded personally by many of the people who are strongly opposed to his business plans. Canyon Rock has made a separate application for permission to mine an additional 30 acres of adjacent hillside, while a second quarry just a half mile away has recently changed ownership and is reportedly preparing to expand, too.

The two could eventually face each other across a road that has been designated a state Scenic Highway.

“This has galvanized the community in a way we haven’t seen in a decade or more,” says FCSG spokesman Roger Karraker.

“It’s gotten a lot of attention,” agrees west county Supervisor Mike Reilly, who lives nearby and may ultimately have to vote on the matter. He views it in the larger context of the county’s Aggregate Resources Management plan.

“I’m willing to support the expansion of quarries in order to get the gravel companies out of the river on the schedule we’ve set out,” Reilly says. “We haven’t had any new quarry mines started in Sonoma County since the ARM plan was adopted, so probably expansion of the current sites is the only way we’re going to be able to effect that transition.”

At the same time, “I don’t think there’s any direct linkage between the ARM plan and the siting of an asphalt plant at a quarry,” Reilly continues. “There’s a tenuous economic link that one could argue,” but it’s not enough to persuade him.

“The plant is going to have to stand on its own merits, pro or con.”

From the Nov. 6-12, 1997 issue of the Sonoma County Independent.

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Greek Egg-Lemon Soup

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Greek Egg-Lemon Soup

Red Beans & Rice. Otis uses the Seme di Melone pasta–the “little boats” of his childhood–in lieu of rice, giving a succulent appeal to the broth.

One 4-5-lb. stewing chicken, deskinnedOne 49-oz. can of chicken broth (Otis uses the fat-free variety)1 small package of Seme di Melone pasta or 1 cup rice2 eggsJuice of 2 lemons; more to taste

Place the chicken in a heavy kettle and cover with water, bringing to a high simmer. Cover with a lid and cook until the meat is falling off the bone. Remove the chicken, strain the broth, and skim the fat. (When cool, chicken may be shredded and returned to the soup or served separately on the side.) To the strained broth, add the canned broth, bringing the heat up until the soup returns to a simmer. Reserve aside two cups of hot broth. Add the pasta, and cook until tender.

Meanwhile, in a mixing bowl, break the eggs and whip, gradually adding the two cups of hot broth and the lemon juice in alternating batches, until the egg mixture becomes frothy. Add egg mixture back into the simmering kettle of broth. Season to taste and serve immediately. Serves 6.

From the Nov. 6-12, 1997 issue of the Sonoma County Independent.

© Metro Publishing Inc.

The House Yes

Ricochet Theory


John Casado

Here’s Lookin’ at You: Sheri Lee Miller, left, is Jackie-O in ‘The House of Yes.’

‘The House of Yes’ scores a hit

By Daedalus Howell

IF WOODY ALLEN’S GAG, “I’m writing a non-fiction version of the Warren Report,” was a benign antecedent of the shift in national consciousness about conspiracy theories, then Actors’ Theatre’s production of playwright Wendy McLeod’s black comedy The House of Yes, under the admirable direction of Tim Hayes, represents its present evolution. The centerpiece of this play is an incestuous act predicated on a re-enactment of JFK’s assassination: gunplay meets foreplay on Mom’s couch.

In the midst of a raging hurricane, the dysfunctional Pascal family of McClean, Va. (a tony suburb of Washington, D.C., circa 1983), eagerly await the return of elder brother Marty (Dodds Delzell). More inclement than the storm, however, are the reactions of Marty’s mother (Laurie Whiteside) and his deranged twin sister, Jackie-O (Sheri Lee Miller), when, upon his arrival, he presents Lesly (Sallie Romer)–his unexpected and lissome fiancée. Of course, Anthony (Cameron McVeigh), the callow kid brother and recent Princeton dropout, is smitten with the outsider.

Complicating matters are the unsettling proximity of the remaining Kennedy clan (next-door neighbors) and, more significantly, Jackie-O’s blatant sexual longing for her twin brother (she is said to have clutched Marty’s penis in utero).

Miller is nothing short of stellar as the hostile, enigmatic twin. A wellspring of contradictions, Miller’s Jackie-O is both tempestuous and tragic, fratricidal yet incestuous, empowered but victimized.

The straight man to many of the antics of Miller and company, Delzell’s Marty is a deftly crafted totem of aspiring propriety who visibly transforms as Jackie-O systematically skins him of his façade, revealing a morass of like impulses. A keen actor, Delzell makes his understated approach a fine counterpoint to Miller’s capriciousness.

McVeigh’s doting and devoted Anthony drolly conveys the mental scarring acquired as his older sibling’s psychological chew toy. McVeigh is a subtle physical comedian whose suggestive gesturing and deadpan manner not only achieve laughs but reveal the psychic innards of a character that becomes increasingly complicated.

Sallie Romer’s Lesly capably carries the torch of reason and serves as an effective foil, making for a comforting touchstone when the audience begins to grope for the reality they left at the theater door. Also finely hewn is Whiteside’s portrayal of Mrs. Pascal’s resignation and denial, becoming all the more lurid in contrast to her sardonic performance.

Designer Vonnie Johnson’s costume selections are apropos for the era, but it is the replica of Kennedy couture worn by Miller’s Jackie-O that is Johnson’s genius. Miller is clad in a faithful reproduction of the raspberry wool Chanel outfit and pillbox hat Mrs. Kennedy wore in the Dallas motorcade. As mandated by MacLeod’s script, the outfit is garishly slopped with faux blood and strewn with macaroni in emulation of the medulla oblongata once in the President’s skull. Sick, yes–but funny.

Autumn Wilkins’ set is a lean replica of ’80s affluence, and John W. Arnold’s stylish lighting accents and punctuates scenes with concision and clarity, as does Hamid Lock’s sound design (the hurricane’s siege seldom ebbs, and yet nothing of the actors’ intonation is diminished).

Actors’ Theatre’s The House of Yes is delectably perverse and an impeccable antidote to the maudlin drivel undoubtedly slouching toward the holiday market this season.

The House of Yes plays Thursday-Sunday through Nov. 22 at 8 p.m., except Nov. 9 and 16, when the curtain lifts at 2 p.m. Actors’ Theatre, at the Luther Burbank Center, 50 Mark West Springs Road, Santa Rosa. Tickets are $6-$12. 523-4185.

From the Nov. 6-12, 1997 issue of the Sonoma County Independent.

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Roger Montgomery

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On a Roll

Homeless, not Helpless: Roger Montgomery at rest on his Hudson Cart.

Local man strives to make dream come true

By David Templeton

THE MORNING is wet and cool, the air’s sharp chill suggesting the imminent approach of winter. In Doyle Park, in downtown Santa Rosa, a few scattered clusters of people–most of them homeless, scant belongings bundled beside them–sit at tables and benches, or sprawl stretched out on the grass, shadowed by the vast, dew-drenched cover of the trees.

From across the park, Roger Montgomery–a man with a plan–rides up to meet a guest, accompanied by his dog, Barndor, solidly perched on a flat, carpeted platform that is rigged to the front of the bicycle. According to the lean, soft-spoken Montgomery–who is fond of saying, “I’m not homeless; the world is my domain”–this whimsical dog-rig is merely one of many ideas he’s thought up since 1992, when an unspecified disability forced him out onto the streets.

“I used to keep a tally of my ideas,” he laughs, getting off to walk his bike. “I lost count after 5,000. A lot of them I’ve forgotten. I only try to hang onto the really good ones. Like the Hudson Cart.”

And there it is, parked beneath a tree up ahead: the Hudson Cart, a modest but eye-catching contraption that resembles a classic toy wagon crossed with a hot-dog cart. Designed by Montgomery over four years ago and constructed from materials he begged or scrounged from dumpsters, the cart–named in honor of late Santa Rosa philanthropist Ted Hudson and his wife, Shirley–is small enough to be towed behind any bicycle. During the day, Montgomery uses the cart to pick up litter in the park and along city streets; at night, the 2-by-4-foot bed extends to a roomy 7 feet long–sleeping bag size–and becomes a kind of mini-mobile home.

“When it rains, I can rig a nylon tent over the whole thing,” he says proudly. “I keep pretty dry. I sleep above the ground and away from the elements.”

Montgomery is not interested merely in having his own place to sleep, however. His plan is to make the Hudson Cart available to street dwellers throughout the county–and across America.

“This unit is the prototype,” he nods. “When we start manufacturing, I’ll make a few changes in the design. They will be made out 100 percent recycled materials. You can sleep in it–your own mobile home–use it for laundering, hauling, making deliveries, gathering firewood, picking up trash, probably a lot of things I haven’t even thought of yet. It will enable each person out here to fend for themselves. That’s the big plan.”

And a big plan it is. According to the meticulous, poetic “mission statement” Montgomery has written to describe his scheme, the goal is nothing less than “to get off the street and bring 250,000 homeless people with me.”

With the help of a dozen or so local businesspeople and educators, Montgomery has established Barndor Recycling (named after his acrobatic canine companion) with hopes of finding a dedicated work space where he and others can construct and distribute the carts–along with used 10-speed bicycles–to those in need. His plan calls for selling the carts at cost for $140 each or providing them free in exchange for 20 hours of service picking up trash.

“I don’t want to use the carts to make money for myself,” he is quick to say, while giving Barndor a good, long scratch on the head. “That’s what I invented the Recycling Trolley for.” Another of his inventions, the trolley sits beside the cart. It’s a clever, lightweight device on wheels that carries three plastic curbside recycling bins, allowing you to convey all bins to the curb in one trip. He’ll sell the trolleys, also made of recycled materials, for $25 each, five bucks of which will go directly toward providing a free Hudson Cart to someone in need.

Montgomery concedes that the entire plan is an elaborate one, and further insists that the carts are only Phase One. Another phase includes mobilizing Hudson Cart owners as a countywide litter removal force, using the wagons to transport trash. He envisions set-aside areas–like campgrounds–for cart owners to park. Once the work space is established, he’d like to provide studio/stalls for other homeless inventor-artist-tinkerers to work in.

When the system is in place in Sonoma County, he says, he’ll turn it over to others and start over in another county, spreading across the country until “Hudson Carts are as normal as bikes and cars.”

AS FAR-REACHING and seemingly outlandish as Montgomery’s scheme appears, he’s won the respect and support of several influential local business folk, including Mike Petrucelli, owner of Vacuums Plus in Santa Rosa.

“There is an idea out there that homeless people aren’t willing to take an active part in helping themselves or their community,” Petrucelli observes. “Roger is the exception to that belief. He’s so full of optimism and excitement, you can’t help but want him to succeed. He’s resourceful, too. He knows that to make this work he needs a phone, so he found someone to agree to take messages for him. That’s pretty smart.”

Petrucelli has agreed to act as fundraiser for Montgomery, and has himself raised several hundred dollars already. Another supporter is local writer Karen Eberhardt, who has compiled a book entitled An Attitude of Grace: Empathy in Action, detailing creative ways in which people show kindness to others. So taken was she by Montgomery that she included him in the book, and has been actively promoting his plan around the county.

“Roger sums up what I mean by ‘an attitude of grace,'” she says. “And he’s one of the most creative people I’ve ever met.”

She’s not alone in that view.

“I think it’s a great idea,” says Nick Baxter, director of the Burbank Development Project, a non-profit low-income housing organization seeking to provide permanent shelter for the homeless. “I received a very professional proposal from Roger, describing the plan. It’s positive. It’s industrious. If we didn’t have dreamers, nothing would ever happen. The Golden Gate Bridge would never have been built.

“We need people like Roger to dream these kind of dreams. Who knows, maybe with the proper community support, it could come to pass.”

Tula Jaffe of the Sonoma County Task Force of the Homeless agrees: “Anything reasonable that people do to help themselves is a good idea. The carts are certainly not a complete solution. There’s still the fact that homeless people need a living-wage job and affordable housing. But in the interim, it’s a practical way to give them a place to be.”

“It’s a start,” Montgomery shrugs, sliding the cart’s sleeping extension back inside and preparing to roll out for the day. “People die out here, you know. I’ve lost a lot of friends in the last year. Someone’s got to do something. Everything good started out with an idea. This one is mine. All I need now is people willing to help out, to find out if it can really work.

“I’m pretty sure it can.”

For further information on the Hudson Cart, the Recycling Trolley, or Barndor Recycling, leave a message for Roger Montgomery at 542-5208 or call Mike Petrucelli at 527-9831.

From the Nov. 6-12, 1997 issue of the Sonoma County Independent.

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Teen Mediation Program

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Meeting Halfway


Michael Amsler

Peacemaker: Volunteer mediator Heidi Peyser, 17, helps teens resolve conflicts outside of the courtroom.

New program gives teen offenders a second chance

By Paula Harris

SITTING at the conference table in a small, no-frills Santa Rosa office, Heidi Peyser, 17, peels long flakes off a croissant and nimbly guides them to her mouth. “I forgot to eat,” she apologizes with a slight shrug and a smile. The school day is over for the Montgomery High School senior, but her second shift is just beginning–as a teen mediator, Peyser helps resolve conflicts between juvenile offenders and their victims.

Peyser is one of eight teenage mediators who volunteer in a Redwood Empire Conflict Resolution Services diversion program that brings youthful offenders and their victims face to face to try and resolve conflicts outside of the juvenile-criminal courts and in a non-adversarial way.

“We’ve found that younger people can really facilitate the process because of their age, openness, and creativity,” says Richard Merriss, the newly hired coordinator for the program and a former volunteer.

In addition to the offender-victim program, RECOURSE will offer in mid-November a parent-teen reconciliation mediation training session for volunteers, both adults and teens. The weekend course will foster communication and listening skills for mediation between youth offenders and their parents. After completing the training, volunteers may work on cases referred by Juvenile Hall to reunite parents and teens with a basis for improved communication.

“This is a pioneer program to have mediators available at the time a youth is taken into Juvenile Hall,” Merris says. “It’s to help a young person who shouldn’t be spending a night at Juvenile Hall just because of strained conditions between the young person and his or her parents.”

Darryl Datwyler, director of Juvenile Hall, welcomes that program, not because of limited space at juvee hall, but because the program helps achieve understanding between youths and their parents. “There’s rarely a day goes by when we don’t get a child that we have to detain, not because of delinquent conduct or because they pose a serious security risk, but where there are family issues,” he explains. “Frequently parents are reluctant to accept a child back because they’re concerned about continuing problems.

“We’d prefer to resolve issues within the family rather than hold children here and then just have them return to deal with the same issues.”

While the ongoing focus is the resolution of problems and disputes, volunteers say their mediation work gives them a better appreciation for life overall. Originally drawn to the reconciliation program because she intends to work within the criminal-justice system, Peyser says, several months as a teen mediator have had a profound effect on her.

“I’m finding that I’m learning about others, but I’m learning as much about me–how I react to things and how I can and cannot help people,” she muses. “I used to be really tense and nervous going into arranged situations like this, but now I’ve learned that I’m capable of helping people and being a positive presence.”

Currently, Peyser is mediating two cases: a petty theft and a grand theft. Her job is to listen and use questions to help guide the parties involved toward some kind of mutually agreed-upon resolution. “I don’t make suggestions. I’m trying to help them open a window,” she explains. “I can see possibilities, but they’re going to have to resolve things. I’m very curious how it’s going to work out.

“There’s no stereotype to help you understand anyone. Everyone communicates differently–it’s the utmost in diversity,” she adds.

Merriss agrees. “Even within our white, middle-class culture, there are many subcultures or mindsets,” he says.

In some instances, Merriss selects the cases to be handled by the reconciliation program, but most are referred by the Sonoma County Juvenile Probation Department. “We’re averaging 12 or 13 cases a month and looking to increase that to 20,” says Merriss.

Crimes that become candidates for mediation–mostly misdemeanors, but also some felonies–run the gamut from violent assault and battery cases to vandalism and petty theft. The youngest offender to go through the program was 8 years old, the oldest 17.

Merriss assigns two mediators who meet with the offender and his or her parents at their home to hear their story and to explain the process. Then the mediators meet with the victim to hear his or her side and to get affirmation that the victim agrees to participate in the mediation.

The mediation takes place in a neutral location, such as the RECOURSE office, a bank community room, or at the county courthouse. The victim and the offender work together to arrive at some kind of agreement, which could take the form of restitution, community service, or simply an apology.

“We’ll do a written agreement and they’ll sign it,” explains Merriss. “If there’s restitution, we’ll do it there. If it’s a larger amount, we’ll do a payment schedule. If it’s community service, it can be of the victim’s or offender’s own design. Sometimes the offender will do work at the victim’s property.”

Merriss says youthful offenders can, in talking with their victims and hearing their reaction, often realize the real harm caused. “In the ordinary juvenile-justice system, they might not make that connection,” he observes.

The program is not without flaws. In a case completed last year, involving a 17-year-old Petaluma boy who shot out the window of a parked vehicle with a BB gun, both the offender’s family and the victim say they’re pleased with the mediation process, but each has gripes about the outcome.

After going through mediation, the juvenile offender agreed to pay about $200 to repair the car damage, and complete 20 hours of community service. His mother says the punishment was extreme.

“I think the [mediation] program is good, but the downside is when a person realizes the alternative is someone going to court and spending money on attorney’s fees–and they think they can take advantage of it and make them pay more than they should,” she explains. “I thought it was a bit much–it was the money he was setting aside for driving school.”

The 49-year-old victim, who calls the offense “no laughing matter,” says she’s now frustrated because the teen didn’t complete the 20 hours of service stipulated by the agreement. “My recommendation to improve the [mediation] program would be to follow up to see the agreement has been fulfilled, because if you let down on that end, it’s been a waste,” she says.

Merriss agrees there have been problems in the past because there were no resources for tracking offenders and no means to follow up on the referrals. The state Office of Criminal Justice Planning recently awarded the offender-victim reconciliation program an Alternatives to Incarceration Challenge grant of $102,380. Sonoma County was one of only three counties in the state selected to receive these grants, and Merriss is hoping the funds will provide increased follow-up of individual cases.

The Parent-Teen Reconciliation Training will take place Friday through Sunday, Nov. 14-16, at the Santa Rosa Training Facility at Los Guilicos on Pythian Road in Santa Rosa. For more information, call 579-7928.

From the Oct. 30-Nov. 5, 1997 issue of the Sonoma County Independent.

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HIV Conference

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Local HIV Conference Set

The conference–the first in the North Bay following the flurry of optimistic headlines reporting the supposedly miraculous results attained by some protease inhibitor users–will focus on new federal drug guidelines, procedures for treatment of multidiagnosed patients, the psychological and emotional impact of HIV treatments, and protocols for assisting patients to adhere to the complex treatments.

Dr. Paul Volberding, director of the AIDS Program at San Francisco General Hospital, will address the conference on new antiretroviral therapies. Dr. Neva Chauppette, a psychiatrist, will discuss the interaction among substance abuse, HIV, and mental illness.

The conference, to be held at the Luther Burbank Center for the Performing Arts, is being coordinated by the Sonoma County Academic Foundation for Excellence in Medicine. It is presented by Sutter Medical Center of Santa Rosa.

Registration is $80/general; $50/students (a limited number of scholarships are available).

For more information, call 527-6223.

From the Oct. 30-Nov. 5, 1997 issue of the Sonoma County Independent.

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Beekeeper Jonathan Taylor

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To Bee

By David Templeton

FROM ACROSS this west Petaluma field, I can see the hives, sticking up from the ground like weird, squat totem poles: short, white, bare, and square–almost glowing in the bright morning sun. We are still too far away to see any of the bees, but I can hear them, buzzing mellifluently as the day grows steadily warmer.

“You ready?” grins Jonathan Taylor, master beekeeper, tucking an odd-shaped bundle–containing coveralls, gloves, and a veiled hat–under one T-shirted arm. Tossing me another bundle, he picks up a pale gray smoke can and strides away toward the hives. “Time to get up-close and personal!” he shouts as I tag tentatively along.

Now I can see them. Like wisps of cloud puffing up from the base of each of the five hives, hundreds of bees sail out and up from narrow spaces at the bottom of the columns, as others, returning from nectar-gathering at the tall eucalyptus trees across the lane, wing past them on their way back to the colony. The effervescent hum of the honey-making critters is louder now, though not nearly the volume it will rise to when Taylor peels the lid from the top of the hive–and I push my face forward to peer inside.

Known as “Bee Man” to a wide number of Sonoma County farmers, businesspeople, and schoolkids–he’s even got the nickname inscribed on the back of his coveralls–Taylor became involved with bees eight years ago when he was hired to help dislodge an enormous colony that had taken residence in the wall of a just-restored old building. After removing the bees to a new home, Taylor realized he was hooked. Or bitten. Or stung.

At any rate, he was ready for more. Now Taylor operates a year-round, full-service bee, wasp, and yellowjacket service, performing 30 to 50 hive removals a year. He’s established and tended numerous beehives of his own across Sonoma County and sells honey to various commercial enterprises.

Ever see those multiflavored honey sticks? Taylor supplies the honey and consults with hobbyists and farmers who are attempting to establish their own beekeeping expertise. In the off-seasons of fall and winter, he takes to the stage, sort of: Within a safety-netted, tentlike cage, the ruggedly handsome, pony-tailed Bee Man performs his educational, bee-taming act at area schools and fairs.

Working with a swirling hive of bees, Taylor demonstrates the workings of a colony, dispensing facts–“One third of all the food we eat had the involvement of bees; it only takes five pounds of beeswax to hold a hundred pounds of honey; drone bees have penises disproportionately large when compared to those of any other creature”–while wowing spectators by having the bees land on his arms and face. As a grand finale, he takes a live drone in his mouth and spits it into the air.

“OK. Let’s suit up,” he now directs, as we come to a stop directly behind the first of the stacks. Owned by two-year beekeeper Dan Tennyson of Petaluma, these particular hives have given him some concern of late, appearing underpopulated and quiet, even for the typically cool fall season; he’s asked Taylor to come out and have a look. “Bees are usually in a foul mood this time of year,” Taylor grins. “Be prepared for a face full of bees.”

With our coveralls on, our gloves and masks in place, and duct tape sealing up all potential entry points, we step up to the hive, consisting of stacked wooden boxes known as “supers.” He lifts off the lid, exposing a series of vertically lined-up racks.

After sifting a thin layer of acrid smoke from his can across the open box–this disorients the bees and interrupts their ability to communicate or to jointly identify us as the enemy–he pulls one up and hands it to me. It is intricately webbed with waxy yellow combwork, packed with sweet-smelling honey, and covered in bees.

Dozens of them fly up as if to stare in through the veil. Some cling to the netting. Several land on my arms, shoulders, neck. After an initial burst of adrenaline, it becomes rather pleasant having so many of these fragile aviators use me as a landing pad.

“Wow, look at all that honey!” Taylor exclaims. “These bees are making honey in October! That’s pretty unusual. This time of year the bees are usually prepared to shut down for the winter. I’d say this a real healthy hive. Let’s check another!”

THOUGH NOVICE beekeepers often start out with visions of a honey-selling retail empire buzzing in their heads, Taylor–and the majority of his fellow apiarists–will readily admit that it’s difficult to make a living by raising bees. The large commercial honey producers use mainly product from overseas, leaving the smaller producers to squabble over the relatively limited market for high-grade, “boutique” honey products.

“I can count on one hand the number of beekeepers in this county who make a living exclusively from bees,” insists Taylor, who admits to doing carpentry and woodcarving to make ends meet. “If you aren’t thinking of this as a hobby, you’re going to be disappointed. It’s too much work to do if you’re in it for the cash.”

For the serious hobbyist, though, there is plenty more to beekeeping than honey. Farmers need bees to pollinate their crops, and energetic hive owners can be kept busy transporting bees from one field to another, assisting the nectar-loving insects in that odd pastoral sex act. Certain industrious types are willing to do the excruciating work of collecting the hives’ bee pollen, a popular additive to smoothies and other health-food store concoctions, believed to give a special boost of energy to those who consume it.

Whether for income or for pleasure, though, it seems that good old-fashioned hard work is an integral part of the game.

Taylor doesn’t disagree.

Pointing out that “all beekeepers have bad backs,” Taylor hoists one of the supers and sets it down beside the rest of the hive. When I attempt to lift it myself, I see what he means. “That one probably weighs 70 pounds,” he smiles. “In the spring, in a good location, during a good honey flow, a strong hive can fill up one of those boxes a day. If it fills up and you don’t extract, the bees will run out of room and they’ll swarm. Then you could lose them. You can’t be a procrastinator if you have bees. The bees will get ahead of you.”

After Taylor has ascertained that Tennyson’s bees are thriving–he locates the queen in one of the hives; she’s fat and fine–we put the columns back together. As I walk away from the hives, those few bees still clinging to us lift off and return home.

As the buzz fades, I ask Taylor if he ever notices, after so many years among the bees, how gorgeous they can be.

“Oh yeah,” he nods. “I’m still blown away sometimes when I open up a colony and look inside. Sometimes I’ll stand there and say out loud, ‘That’s just amazing!’ I’m not a religious person, but I’ve heard everyone extol the beauty of God’s invention and all that. Fine. That’s one way of putting it. It’s just another way of saying, ‘That’s so amazing.'”

From the Oct. 30-Nov. 5, 1997 issue of the Sonoma County Independent.

© Metro Publishing Inc.

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