March 7: Ed Asner at the Napa Valley Opera House

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Famous as the voice of the fuzzy-browed man with large glasses in Pixar’s Up, Ed Asner this week tackles the role of Franklin D. Roosevelt. In a one-man show following the famous president after Election Day—leading the United States through the Great Depression and World War II, not to mention having a catchy campaign song—Asner tells the tale of the only president in history to serve more than two terms on Thursday, March 7, at the Napa Valley Opera House. 1030 Main St., Napa. 7pm. $40—$45. 707.226.7372.

March 10: Marin Young Playwrights Festival at Marin Theatre Co.

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Who knew scriptwriters still worry about passing history class? High school students in the Bay Area were given the opportunity to write and submit 10-minute plays for the Marin Young Playwrights Festival. Out of over 50 submissions, eight have been selected as finalists. The plays were all written, directed and acted by Bay Area teens. Competition is free and open to the public; see who wins a staged reading with a professional director and actors when the fest kicks off on Sunday, March 10. Marin Theatre Company. 397 Miller Ave., Mill Valley. 7pm. Free. 415.388.5208.

Extended Play: Jamie DeWolf Interview

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Jamie DeWolf is one of the most interesting people I’ve had the privilege to chat with. I barely got in any questions because it was so much better to listen to him speak than try to focus his energy. I rarely enjoy Q&A style articles, but even re-reading this one was enthralling. Enjoy.

Bohemian: How vocal are you now about Scientology?
Jamie DeWolf: I’ve always been willing to speak out against them. It’s just that, well, one, they’re just monstrous. It’s like going against the mafia singlehandedly. I mean, when I first spoke against them publicly was in ’99-2000. I performed a piece that I wrote that was super long, this crazy long thing that was like 15 minutes long. I was just trying to fit everything that I knew about the church and the cult into one piece and the history of my great-grandfather and my grandfather as well. I just tried to smash everything into it. Because at that point in particular not a lot of people knew about the inner workings of the cult, a lot of its notoriety and its actual internal beliefs.

A friend of mine put it online. I read it to about 50 to 75 people here in this cafe, I’d actually read it at a very early version of my show Tourettes without Regrets, and he recorded it and put it on mp3.com and immediately within a week Scientologists were after me. They were literally running me down. I had private investigators following me. They showed up at my house, they tracked down my address, they came up from San Francisco, they had this whole cover story that they were promotors putting on a show with me, that was like their running lie to anybody that they met to try and find out where I was. Then they ended up confronting my mom on the porch and she recognized them immediately just by their general demeanor and how they were asking questions about me and tried to identify who they were. She ended up kicking them off the porch.

I definitely felt hunted. Shortly thereafter, I think it might have even been the next two days, I got this anonymous phone call by this guy who only went by the alias of “Mr. Scary” and he was inviting me to come and host this anti-Scientology benefit concert in Clearwater, Florida, which is kind of their Mecca, it’s like one of their strongholds—that and Los Angeles. When I flew out there I really saw the scope of the cult, a city they had completely devoured. They had their own bus lines, they had hundreds of security cameras downtown. And to meet people whose entire lives had been completely consumed by this cult, they’d been in the cult for 20 some years and it had destroyed their family or destroyed them and they just wanted to educate the world about how dangerous and criminal they were.

I met a guy who spent millions of dollars battling the church in every court, they fought him with every atom of their being and kind of eventually destroyed this guy. I just saw the sheer totality of how many lives had been utterly wrecked by this insane tentacled creature that my great grandfather created and I realized, Man, there’s a lot more that I want to do with my life right now. I was like, This is some quicksand. I certainly would talk about it any time that anybody brought it up or asked me. I was more than up front about it and very direct, but I certainly didn’t want it to affect my performances or shows or films or anything else that I wanted to do.

It was only in the last year when Snap Judgement asked me to do a story on families, they had this theme show that was basically stories about family tales. And I said, kind of half-jokingly, that the only thing I’d be interested in writing about would be the Scientology thing and they’re like, Oh my god, you’ve got to do that. Please, please you’ve got to do that. He actually grew up in a cult himself, it was a Christian sect, nothing about Scientology, and he had done performances about that on his own show. I was like, I don’t know man, are you serious? Do you have any idea what a big thing that is? They could come after you, you could get sued. You are poking a dragon with a toothpick. That’s not just like a story, that’s a seismic shift.

At first I was actually going to just film the show, I was just going to be in it. I was organizing a camera crew to shoot it and all that. I was actually working on another piece and it wasn’t working, so I just decided, as an exercise, OK, what if I just try to write on this. Because the subject was so massive, it was like, how do I even approach this as an artist? Do I talk about what they believe? Do I talk about who L. Ron says he was versus who he is? Do I talk about all the criminal shit that they’ve engineered against people? Do I talk about them coming after me? What do I do? And then I really just focused on the family aspect of it, maybe that’s what helped crack it for me, just focusing on a relationship between a father and a son. I just really tried to keep it focused on that because when I talked to my mom about it, I was like, I’m thinking about writing this piece, what do you think? My family’s always been incredibly weary of anything I’ve said against the cult, because they’ve been trying to escape this cult for their entire life and the last thing they want to see is another one of their family members whose one degree of removal has managed to not be directly conflicted—how do I say, they felt that it had done enough damage that they didn’t want to have anything more to do with it.

My mom says that that church is nothing but toxic, its poison. She’s like, “Scientology consumed my grandfather and my father,” and that’s how she viewed it. There’s something that really stuck with me in terms of really focusing on how this cult, Scientology, ultimately consumed L. Ron and his son. Both of their lives are completely destroyed in a way, and that’s the legacy that they’re both sort of stuck with. MY grandfather, L. Ron Hubbard Jr. was obviously stuck with his same name and had to live in his shadow and fought with him and went to war with him and was eventually destroyed by him.

Patz & Hall

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There’s nothing in particular about this postcard that tells you it’s an artifact from the 1980s. Printed to commemorate the winery’s 25th anniversary, it pictures founders James Hall, Anne Moses, Heather Patz and Donald Patz. You might still find a mustached winemaker, just like James Hall, today, and as for Heather Patz, well, bangs are in again, are they not?

But there’s just something about the whole picture that stamps its era. The four friends were Napa Valley newbies, confident and hopeful, when they founded Patz & Hall—provisionally named Project X—in 1988. And with good reason. They’ve since built a prestigious, 27,000-case operation, which keeps sales director Donald Patz on the horn with distributors nationwide.

In their Napa Valley tasting salon, opened in 2007, Heather Patz would like to draw your attention to a different set of photographs. “Being in a corporate park, it’s hard to point to the soil,” Patz says. “But we can point to the growers.” Patz & Hall buys all its fruit from growers. Some of the relationships date to way back when they all used to pile in the car to visit them. Photos of Lee Hudson, Larry Hyde, the Martinelli, Dutton and Pisoni families and others are spot-lit in the salon. “They do respect what we’re trying to do,” says Patz. Of course, she adds, “We have to pay them well.”

The salon, all glass partitions inside a Napa Valley business park, required little modification to suit their purposes. Guests are welcomed with a flute of 2010 Brut Sparkling ($38). Drop-ins are accommodated at the bar; sit-downs are presented in the conference room, five wines, five stems.

The 2010 Hyde Vineyard Chardonnay’s ($58) oak has a spicy, herbal quality, and after a whiff of toasted almond, the wine leaves reluctantly, luxuriating in a sweet texture that exhibits the best of barrel-fermented Chardonnay, viz., not buttery; creamy. I am smelling popcorn in the 2010 Zio Tony Ranch Chardonnay ($60), but it’s something like that “hippie popcorn,” doused with yeast and herbs, finishing with crisp, limey acidity.

The 2010 Chenoweth Ranch Pinot Noir ($58) is rich with brooding fruit, Christmas spice and potpourri; the 2010 Burnside Vineyard Pinot Noir ($70), savory with olive and smoked meat, lush with dry, blueberry fruit; and the 2010 Pisoni Vineyard Pinot Noir ($85), drier and bigger with the blueberries yet.

There’s nothing in particular that tells you that the price points of these wines range up to the mid $80s. They’re subtle, deep and integrated. Indeed, it’s the whole picture.

Patz & Hall Salon, 851 Napa Valley Corporate Way, Suite A, Napa. Wednesday–Sunday, 10am–4pm. Seated tastings 10:30am, 1pm and 3pm. Tasting fee, $20–$40. 707.265.7700.

Sashimi Dreams

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Does Shige dream of sushi the same way Jiro dreams of sushi? Shigekazu Mori, former sushi chef at Hiro—the best restaurant in Rohnert Park and one of the top sushi bars in the North Bay—has opened his own joint in downtown Cotati. In the old Nagomi spot, Shige Sushi replaces Nagomi as Cotati’s raw, pesca-vegetarian dining option.

Inside, it’s visually an improvement over its predecessor. Gone are the flat-screen televisions with a looped DVD of an odd Japanese tourism video. New are the menu additions of tuna poke and matcha (concentrated, powdered green tea) mousse. Also new are the prices, which are slightly higher than locals might be used to.

But the quality justifies the price. Not only is the décor of the small space (22 seats, including the bar) more appealing, the fish seems, well, just generally better. Not a knock on Nagomi, which had the best sushi lunch special around, but its main draw was the low price. It wasn’t the type of place that would lure curious diners off the freeway and through downtown Cotati. Shige, with its selection of traditional and Americanized (read: mayo-topped) rolls and expertly prepared nigiri, might be just that.

Shige Sushi, 8235 Old Redwood Hwy., Cotati. Lunch, Tuesday–Friday; dinner, Tuesday–Sunday. 707.795.9753.

Still Too Big

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Headline! Wall Street Gets Mind-Altering Substance into New York Times Water Cooler! What else can we think when we see the normally level-headed New York Times serving up bankster sympathy and false choices?

Take a peek at the Feb. 18 article on possible prosecution of the biggest banks. It seems positively drunk with disinformation. Up front they are selling us a false dilemma supposedly facing the Department of Justice, i.e., either the DOJ responds to bank malfeasance with the usual reprimands and fines which—gosh darn it—never seem to affect bank behavior, or they muster up the courage to prosecute bankers, perhaps getting actual indictments and convictions, loss of operating licenses, maybe a bank failure. Yikes, it could take down the whole economy!

So what is the article trying to say? First, that accepted wisdom is true: these banks really are too big to fail or jail. We are in fact so desperate to keep them on an even keel that we will always accept their corrupt, fraudulent behavior, even if our dentists scold us for grinding our teeth at night.

Secondly, the Times is offering us a juicy false choice. Either we go after the banks head-on and risk a market cataclysm featuring all of us selling pencils on street corners, or we belt up and let Jamie Dimon have his way with us.

No one wants to talk about reinstating the Glass-Steagall Act, of course. This would separate commercial and investment banking, so we might be able to jail an investment banker without taking down the entire economy.

The banks’ response to this is predictable: eeeeek! Glass-Steagall means U.S. banks at a disadvantage in the global economy! Stifling market activity! Markets go into a tailspin!

The Simple Answer Dept. handles that one. First, all large banks are international in character now, and they pledge allegiance only to themselves. “U.S. banks” has almost no meaning. And second, all global banks are currently in such terrible straits that the G-20 should, for the banks’ own good, decide that all of them should separate commercial and investment banking. A novel idea—restoring stability to the world economy.

Paul Moser is a former winemaker living in Napa County.Open Mic is a weekly op/ed feature in the Bohemian. We welcome your contribution. To have your topical essay of 350 words considered for publication, write op*****@******an.com.

Rock ‘n’ Shock

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“Now, if you’ll step over here,” offers writer-director Daniel Sullivan, matter-of-factly, “I’d like to show you our guillotine. We’d be fools not to have one.”

At the edge of this spooky-gothic living room set, near a gleaming EZ-Jib camera crane that stands at the center of the room, the guillotine looms with whimsically creepy menace. No self-respecting house of horrors would be worth its weight in rattling chains without its own head-detaching device, and the fact that this one is actually a nonlethal prop doesn’t really matter. It’s a guillotine.

As Sullivan continues his tour through the elaborate set of the Santa Rosa–based television series House on the Hill, it’s clear that whoever erected this sprawling haunted mansion was thoroughly steeped in the classics: The Addams Family, The Munsters, The Ghost and Mr. Chicken.

“We’ve worked hard to include every Halloween-style element we can think of,” says Sullivan, who co-writes and directs the show, created and financed by local software impresario Jeff Bodean.

Few would suspect that inside this unassuming office building near the Santa Rosa Airport, a 6,000-square-foot movie set has been built, crammed with gloriously gloomy bric-a-brac that looks like it was imported from Edgar Allan Poe’s dreams. Glassy-eyed animal heads stare out from the walls. Slightly distorted portraits of oddly shaped relatives, festooned with faux cobwebs, hang beside an imposing pipe organ. Every clock is stopped at 10:31, a cheeky reference to All Hallows’ Eve.

Even the dust-covered furniture looks like it was imported from Transylvania. The interior design, all Victorian wallpaper and soaring wooden columns, is tastefully augmented with armless statues of weeping angels and vase after vase of dead flowers.

“Our props and furniture,” says Sullivan, “are a perfect blend of rare antiques, stuff purchased from Halloween stores and Ross Dress for Less and various things from Jeff’s personal collection of Halloween decorations.

“Sometimes,” he adds, “people send us things they don’t want anymore. ‘You have a severed head you don’t need? Send it over!’ We’ve become the epicenter of post-Halloween-prop disposal.”

That said, this is one haunted house that is not open to trick-or-treaters. House on the Hill is very much a working television show, even if Sullivan and Bodean have only produced two episodes in the last two years, with a third getting ready to shoot.

Starring Bodean as burned-out rock star Vincent Van Dahl, the sitcom is a fish-out-of-water story, following Vincent as he retires from the world of rock and roll, moves in with his valet Livingston and a trio of fun-seeking groupies to a secluded house in the country, and soon realizes that the house is every bit as haunted as it looks. The show’s tagline? “Paparazzi are annoying. Poltergeists are worse.”

Bodean, who hired Sullivan three years ago to help bring his TV project to life, is the founder and CEO of Micromat, a Santa Rosa–based company that designs diagnostic software and other products for users of Macintosh computers. But locals know him best from his appearances in various public arenas—be it club-hopping in downtown Santa Rosa on weekends, commenting frequently on Press Democrat articles online, or, most famously, appearing on the Bravo reality show Millionaire Matchmaker.

It was while on an episode of Millionaire Matchmaker that Bodean realized people who produce television are often making it up as they go along. Bringing his well-honed DIY mindset to the project, Bodean assembled a team, wrote a script, built a set and started making his own show.

So far, House on the Hill has been televised only on Bay Area stations (with episode two running last weekend on KTVU), but the show has established a fan base on YouTube, with over 50,000 views. The project is an example of how rapidly evolving technologies are placing the tools of creativity into the hands of a wider pool of people than was the case just 10 or 15 years ago.

“It’s definitely the most fun I’ve ever had,” says Bodean, described by Bravo as a cross between Liberace and Mindfreak illusionist Cris Angel. Bodean agrees that his experience as a “tech geek,” combined with his childhood knack for creating realistic science-fiction props out of household materials, gives him a perfect skill set for making a TV show.

“Last week, I wasn’t completely happy with parts of the new episode,” he admits. “So I called Dan, wrote some new lines, went to the studio, set it up and shot the new stuff. If this were Hollywood, that would have taken weeks. Hollywood is awesome, but it’s a very slow-moving animal, whereas we can be much more nimble.”

He’s certainly eager to learn from his mistakes. House on the Hill‘s first episode is conspicuously, um, amateurish.

“Well, we didn’t really know what we were doing.” he laughs. “So we took what we learned from that first episode, and the second one is miles better than the first.”

Bodean’s inner child, one suspects, is thrilled at how far his adult self has come in terms of making props and special effects. When he and the crew first started, the FX were done old-school, with fishing wire and guys hiding behind the set wiggling suits of armor.

“By the second episode,” Bodean says, “we were incorporating all kinds of CGI and green-screen effects here and there. You know that huge staircase in the background? That staircase is actually in the Ukraine, in some museum. But with the magic of special effects, it’s now in our haunted mansion.”

Anticipating the random snide remark people might make about a rich guy blowing his money on what might seem to be a vanity project, Bodean says he’s having too much fun to worry what other people think.

“In terms of the cost, it really doesn’t take that much,” he says. “The set is awesome, yes, but we’ve cut a lot of corners and have managed to do this for almost nothing.

“As far as my personal investment in House on the Hill goes,” he continues, “you just have to decide what matters and then do what you have to do. I was living the high life there for a while. I had a big house in Fountaingrove. I was driving a Bentley. And I got rid of all that so I could do this show. Now I live in a tiny little house, probably the smallest house I’ve ever lived in my life, but I love it, because now I can do what I love.”

Bodean hopes that the show will eventually begin to pay for itself, through revenue streams he has yet to develop. But no matter what lies ahead for Bodean and House on the Hill, one thing’s for sure: he’s keeping the guillotine.

Find more at www.houseonthehill.tv.

When Trees Get Saved

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Preservation Ranch will officially be preserved. As announced last week, a conservation group will purchase the 20,000-acre plot of forest in northwestern Sonoma County, effectively derailing a much-contested plan to clear-cut the land for vineyard development.

The total purchase price for the property is reportedly $24.5 million, $4 million less than the $28.5 million purchase price in 2004.

Leading the purchase is Virginia-based charity the Conservation Fund, which contributed $6 million to the sale. (The California Coastal Conservancy put in up to $10 million and Sonoma County’s Agricultural Preservation and Open Space District ponied up as much as $4 million in addition to the Sonoma Land Trust’s portion.)

For the past eight years, the $253 billion state employees’ pension fund CalPERS controlled the land and backed a proposal to cut down over 1,700 acres of forest for vineyards, set aside 15,000 acres to sell as lumber and use 2,700 acres as a wildlife preserve. As recently as February of last year, officials said the plan to develop the land had not changed.

The purchase not only helps birds, squirrels, raccoons and would-be competing wineries, but it clears a looming political cloud from Sonoma County supervisor Efren Carrillo’s future career. A possible vote on the plan by the Board of Supervisors would have put him in a tough spot, having to choose between his environmental-leaning constituency and helping political mentors and campaign fundraisers with direct ties to the project. He had not taken a stance on the issue—and now, surely much to his relief, he’s off the hot seat.

Letters to the Editor: March5, 2013

Express Mail

I am a letter carrier and NALC shop steward in Sonoma. I just wanted to contact you about your article this week, because there are so many people getting it wrong (“A First-Class Institution,” Feb. 20). It is refreshing to see that someone gets it and, indeed, reported it correctly. Thank you so much for this article. I am reposting it everywhere! If I wasn’t an avid reader before, you guys got me hooked now.

Thanks again for fighting the fight for the little guys. It means so much.

Sonoma

To Hell with the NRA

Having had a few years membership in the NRA, I finally decided to just say no to the BS and quit them (“American Psychos,” Dec. 26). All they want is more money. I asked them why didn’t they ask Bush and Cheney for a few million after they walked out with over $11 billion in war profits from their watch.

I do own a collection of semiautomatic rifles and WWII combat rifles that are not for hunting. I like to go out and burn off a few clips, and I do keep the weapons for self-protection. I hunted a lot as a boy until a tour in Vietnam, which caused me to swear to never take another life, be it animal or human, unless it was to save a life—mine or another’s.

I served as a federal law enforcement officer for some years and never fired my arms once while on duty. I was with a fellow officer who shot an unarmed man carrying a surveyors stake he was carving on to make a play sword for his little boy. Officially, on record, the guy charged the trigger-happy officer with a sword. The shooter was exonerated from any charges as it was a clean shooting, even though the victim was not wanted on any warrant.

I’ll wager money most hunters aren’t members of the NRA. We all cannot be John Wayne or Rambo. But some of us did serve our country, and experienced what a firearm can do to another human being. I still have nightmares about it. To blame Obama for all the firearms sold to Mexico is a joke. It is a no-brainer that firearms dealers on the borders of Texas and Arizona are the real blame. But, hey, don’t go there—it’s all about American free enterprise, right?

Covelo

Something Rotten

Regarding the redwood trees along Highway 101 cut down and sold by Ghilotti Construction for a profit (“Deadwood Hwy.,” Jan. 30), just because something is legal doesn’t make it right. Legality is a cop-out for when something smells bad and feels wrong. If it looks bad and smells bad, then there is something in there that’s rotten. Trust your nose.

Those trees belonged to the public, period. What their value is relative to the size of the project does not diminish their importance, nor does it diminish the stench, public or private.

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Duhhh!

Re: Daniel Garcia’s reply to my recent letter (“Cool Down, Man,” Feb. 13), those who try to argue against truth always resort to cheap tactics. They make up “facts” and they hurl personal insults. Thus does Mr. Garcia, in emulation of the moronic name calling that Limbaugh, Hannity, et al., like to spew at Obama.

Of course I voted for Obama over Romney—duhhh!—but that doesn’t mean I’ll give him or any other big-time decider a pass for persisting in a covetous, murderous, ruinous agenda that benefits only the profiteers of the war machine.

Too bad the last, most important sentence of my letter was chopped for space: “As long as we pursue client ways elsewhere, we can count on incurring more of the same on home soil.” Via retaliation or karma. It’s inevitable. World History 101 says it all.

Mr. Garcia might do well to read “The Force,” in the Jan. 28 New Yorker. Or he might gain some perspective the way I did, by serving four years in the U.S. Marine Corps. Nothing beats a scarlet and gold hanky for wiping the Gerber off one’s face.

Sebastopol

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Short and Sweet

“If you’ve ever been in the theater,” says Paul Draper, acting department director at Sonoma State University, “and halfway through you thought, ‘I don’t really like this play’ . . . well, in the One-Page Play Extravaganza, if you don’t like a play, just wait three minutes and you’ll see a different play.”

Last year, Draper invited students and faculty of SSU to contemplate the concept of “water” and to submit plays on that theme. Water, one way or another, is the subject of SSU’s performing arts productions this year, all offered under the title “Water Works.” With these new submissions, however, the trick was that they could be no longer than a single page. Out of all the scripts submitted, 12 have been chosen for a special one-night-only event on March 13. Free to the public, the evening will showcase the selected works in staged readings acted out by students of the SSU acting department.

“I did one-page-play festivals for three years running in San Francisco several years ago,” says Draper. “It’s a fun evening for an audience because it’s a little different, a fast turnover kind of thing. It works really well in the age of Twitter.”

The plays examine the subject of water from different perspectives, exploring H2O from the views of scientists, poets, sociologists and other thirsty people.

“The strict requirement of just having one page forces a certain kind of artistic economy. It’s a fun challenge, and I think some very interesting things have come from it.”

Those dozen new plays are not the only original works being given the water treatment this year. Though students have always been encouraged to write for their senior projects and other student-driven, on-campus projects, this season marks the first time a new student-authored play has been included in the theater department’s official lineup of shows. Dylan Waite’s The Séance, directed by Jon Robin (also a student), takes place in Fresno during a drought, and examines the way a young woman deals with all manner of dry spells, literal, emotional and spiritual.

“When Dylan presented this play, we liked that it dealt with the absence of water in some very clever ways,” says Draper of Waite, who also submitted a pair of plays for the one-page festival. “Clearly, having grown up in Fresno, he knows what he’s writing about.”

March 7: Ed Asner at the Napa Valley Opera House

Famous as the voice of the fuzzy-browed man with large glasses in Pixar’s Up, Ed Asner this week tackles the role of Franklin D. Roosevelt. In a one-man show following the famous president after Election Day—leading the United States through the Great Depression and World War II, not to mention having a catchy campaign song—Asner tells the tale of...

March 10: Marin Young Playwrights Festival at Marin Theatre Co.

Who knew scriptwriters still worry about passing history class? High school students in the Bay Area were given the opportunity to write and submit 10-minute plays for the Marin Young Playwrights Festival. Out of over 50 submissions, eight have been selected as finalists. The plays were all written, directed and acted by Bay Area teens. Competition is free and...

Extended Play: Jamie DeWolf Interview

Slam poet talks about the Apocalypse, Greek Gods making a comeback and the possibility of a Scientologist President.

Patz & Hall

On a 25-year anniversary, everything old is new again

Sashimi Dreams

Does Shige dream of sushi the same way Jiro dreams of sushi? Shigekazu Mori, former sushi chef at Hiro—the best restaurant in Rohnert Park and one of the top sushi bars in the North Bay—has opened his own joint in downtown Cotati. In the old Nagomi spot, Shige Sushi replaces Nagomi as Cotati's raw, pesca-vegetarian dining option. Inside, it's visually...

Still Too Big

Can big banks ever be prosecuted?

Rock ‘n’ Shock

What's that creeping up near the Sonoma County airport—a TV horror sitcom?

When Trees Get Saved

Preservation Ranch will officially be preserved. As announced last week, a conservation group will purchase the 20,000-acre plot of forest in northwestern Sonoma County, effectively derailing a much-contested plan to clear-cut the land for vineyard development. The total purchase price for the property is reportedly $24.5 million, $4 million less than the $28.5 million purchase price in 2004. Leading the purchase...

Letters to the Editor: March5, 2013

Letters to the Editor: March5, 2013

Short and Sweet

One-page plays whiz by at SSU
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