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...true, but there is still a place in the Lower 48 where cell phones don't work and no one is daffy enough to pay twice the price of gasoline for designer water. They don't have to. Springwater bubbles up everywhere in the villages of New Haven and Newport, an hour north of Madison...
...locals, many of them retired, wondered, "Who needs this?" says Newport's Hiroshi Kanno, 63. Retired people don't need jobs; nor do they need trucks rumbling to and from a big processing plant. And they certainly don't need an outsider bottle-feeding their water to a nation of self-indulgent yuppies. "Taking springwater out of any ecosystem is like taking blood out of people," says John Steinhaus, 62. And so began a war that rages to this day. Country roads are flagged with GO AWAY PERRIER! signs, and villagers brainstorm daily to keep multibillion-dollar Perrier from siphoning...
...Newport, R.I., was founded by a group of religious refugees from Massachusetts led by William Coddington. The small village soon became one of the most flourishing seaports in colonial North America because of its excellent harbor. After the American Civil War, largely because of a temperate climate and scenic location, Newport developed as an opulent summer resort with palatial summer mansions...
Since this heyday of affluent vacationers, nothing much happened to Newport for many decades. All of that changed, however, when a man of epic proportions recently stepped from its ranks to reclaim the glory of the small seaside city on an island far away in the South China Sea. With the hubris of Oedipus, the resilience of Odysseus, the wisdom of Solomon, the strength of Hercules, the flamboyance of Liberace and the physique of Santa Claus, this Newport native and self-proclaimed "fat, naked fag" managed to outwit, outplay and outlast in life's ultimate challenge. His name: Richard Hatch...
...excommunicated Mormon accountant ("He broke too many rules--coffee, drinking, smoking," says the son, conscious of his father's death at 59) and grew up in the San Francisco suburb of Millbrae. In high school he swam competitively but didn't study. After graduating--barely--he moved down to Newport Beach to surf. But he had smarts. As a draft-eligible nonstudent, he says, he got the highest score of 35,000 recruits on a Navy intelligence test. Trained as a hospital corpsman, he saw North Vietnam's devastating Tet offensive in 1968. Says his wife Claire Fraser, a prominent...