After more than 25 years of showing full nudity at their downtown strip joint, Rusty and Ted Bullard want to give their customers a little bit more. But the city keeps playing fresh with them, so they’ll have to take what they can get. The Bullards own Kimberly’s, once known…
The day may dawn clear, but Saturday’s 125th Kentucky Derby will be run under a cloud–or rather, three or four clouds–that help explain the unhappy state of American horse racing. First, as twenty unpredictable three-year-olds go to the post at Churchill Downs, the memory of Charlie Whittingham is sure to…
Some Stern Talk I’m not sure what affiliation, if any, Westword has with KXPK-FM (the Peak), but in searching the Internet, I found Celebrity Death Slalom, a contest depicting Howard Stern, Leo DiCaprio and Calista Flockhart. I would ask you to join in my disgust that Howard Stern is afforded…
A week after the massacre at Columbine High School, everybody has an agenda. Some are noble, some are not. Some seek the truth, others spin it. But everybody has one. Within minutes of the tragedy, travelers searching the Web for information on the Trenchcoat Mafia were stunned to find their…
The only things certain in life are death and taxes. At the Hospice of Metro Denver’s Aurora Care Center, the days leading up to April 15 went by peacefully and, for the most part, quietly, but death was still in the neighborhood, and some twenty patients, men and women, all…
Josh Shifferly hacks with a shovel at the icy hole in the snow where an avalanche had trapped him the month before. An evergreen just up the slope stands tall, part of the scraggly tree line some 500 feet below the broad, bald ridge leading to the 12,020-foot Cumberland Pass…
With less than an hour left, the plan had gone wrong. The three of them were supposed to steal five cars and place them at five police substations around Denver. Each car would contain a homemade bomb, and each bomb would explode as police chiefs from around the world sipped…
The skies may be friendly, but the airline that beckons customers to fly them is just greedy, Denver officials say. A recent city audit of United Airlines showed that the company owes Denver more than $629,000, but United disagrees and has refused to pay. The dispute is over a formula…
The beds they made: At least one person in Denver thinks it’s ironic that 300 black mayors, members of President Clinton’s cabinet and other dignitaries–in Denver this week for the annual convention of the National Conference of Black Mayors–are staying at a hotel that has been repeatedly accused of racism…
What’s a guy gotta do to fire up some barbecue in this town? For the Reverend William Harris, who runs the Gethsemane Pentecostal Temple at the corner of 26th Avenue and Colorado Boulevard, the answer isn’t easy. For years the reverend has been cooking up ribs in five large pits–in…
John Peters figured out long ago that the refugee relief business has more than its share of oddballs. It was 25 years ago, in fact–after the physician had joined in a series of medical relief missions that involved parachute jumps into Peru, Nicaragua, Honduras and Bangladesh in the wake of…
In the sun-splashed fanfare of opening day at Coors Field, the impeccably tailored promotions manager from Louisville Slugger committed an unthinkable gaffe. Amid much ceremony and clicking of camera shutters, Chuck Schupp handed a gleaming silver bat symbolizing the 1998 National League batting title to some guy named Larry Walker…
A Matter of Conviction I wanted to thank Westword for Juliet Wittman’s story of Lisl Auman, “Zero to Life,” in the April 15 issue. I believe I now have a clearer idea of the actual events, and it seems obvious that life in prison is in no way warranted for…
Alan Dumas had a big heart. Coincidentally, that’s what killed him Saturday. But not before he gave Denver two decades of wonderful memories, energizing the town with his ebullience, his wit, his imagination, his generous spirit and, above all, his stories. Some of the best never made it to print…
On April 8, 1995, Larry Fiolkoski and his partner were piloting their freight train through a dark night when they came to the crossing at Titan Road in Littleton. The conductor was at the switch when Fiolkoski heard a muted crunching sound beneath the engine’s rolling steel wheels. “What’d we…
Freeze this image in your mind. It’s the afternoon of November 12, 1997. Lisl Auman, 21 years old, is standing in front of a boxy condominium, part of a sprawling complex on Monaco Parkway in southeast Denver. Behind her is the hulking form of Matthaeus Jaehnig, struggling frantically with the…
From the beginning, there was something different about Matthaeus Jaehnig. According to his sister, Jelena, he lay so inert in his mother’s womb while she was carrying him that she once went to the hospital, afraid he had died. And when Jelena helped her father take care of her baby…
The Denver Public School District can no longer afford to provide its current level of health and social services to students and is looking to outside agencies for help. But the possibility that DPS might contract out nursing, psychology and social services has some employees worried about losing their jobs…
In the state Department of Corrections’ Alternative Program, also known as “boot camp” and modeled on military-style training, guards may apply specific tactics to persuade newly arrived prisoners to follow orders. One approved method is called “chesting.” The corrections officer, keeping his hands down by his sides, bumps his chest…
The ultimate power lunch: Steve Farber and Norm Brownstein have come a long way since the two west Denver boys partnered up in a law firm that would, three decades later, be renowned for its influence that not only smothers Denver but stretches right across the country. On Thursday the…
From Whom the Baby Bell Tolls Regarding Stuart Steers’s “Disconnected,” in the April 8 issue: Whenever people such as Sol Trujillo talk about the thorough competitiveness of the telecommunications industry here in the state of Colorado, he had better read some of the comments made in this outstanding Westword article…
Once again, Colorado Swine Day is upon us, with its ceaseless rounds of pomp and ceremony, and– No. Let’s try that again. Colorado Swine Day dawns bright and cloudless, the sort of spring day that sets the sourest of pusses to purrin’. “Why, fry me up a half-pound of bacon,…
