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DIED. OTIS CHANDLER, 78, California beach boy who, during his aggressive 20-year tenure as publisher of the Los Angeles Times in the 1960s and '70s, transformed the paper into one of the country's premier exemplars of daily journalism; in Ojai, Calif. The great-grandson of Harrison Gray Otis, who became publisher and part-owner of the Times in 1882, Chandler--a surfer who loved racing his Porsche--was the last in his family to head the paper...
While you were working on your tenth strawberry daq of the day while passed out on the beach in Mexico, the members of the Harvard Tai Chi Tiger Crane Club were eating fried scorpions in China. Jaime Gaurnaccia ’08, David Henderson ’07, Thomas Lowe ’05, Brenda Wong, the fitness trainer at the Business School, and high school senior Jimmy Cheung traveled East for intersession with Master Yon Lee, who’s been the club’s teacher and senior advisor for 20 years. In China, they got to participate...
...dancers come from all across the Spanish-speaking world: from Argentina, Venezuela, Spain, and, above all, from Cuba, in a contingent that ranges from the veteran Carlos Acosta of the Royal Ballet down to newcomer Sarabia (who is considering a stack of offers while staying in Pompano Beach, Fla., with a former teacher, also a defector). Three other standouts...
DIED. CURT GOWDY, 86, folksy father of TV sportscasting whose authoritative game calling earned him 13 Emmys and fans in sports ranging from fishing to basketball; in Palm Beach, Fla. The Wyoming-born "Cowboy," as he was known, gained renown over 15 years of calling games for the Boston Red Sox, initially incensing fans by mangling the names of players' New England hometowns. Over five decades he created a popular TV show (The American Sportsman) and called numerous Super Bowls...
...able to tear yourself away from your suite, it may well be to go only as far as the Sarojin's stretch of secluded beach, or the Pathways spa, with its yoga deck and outdoor showers tucked discreetly amid the shrubbery. You might also want to venture out for dinner at either the gourmet Ficus restaurant (named after the age-old tree under which it shelters) or the Edge, a casual beachfront venue. But even if you choose simply to remain in the sublime privacy of your suite, waited on by the impeccably groomed staff, we're certain that neither...