Bo Barton is a criminal profiler. You could compare his work to today’s prime-time television prototypes, but don’t. Barton is the real deal, and the work is really dangerous. The latter is dipped in Hollywood, sprinkled with glitz, add model-like actors and – poof – a crime, an investigation, an arrest and a confession is recorded in a 48-minute script.
Just a few miles from Death Valley, along old Highway 76 in Clemson, there is a billboard. Pictured is spokesman Tommy Bowden standing by a lake in an orange life vest. In bright Clemson orange block letters it says, “”Wear your life jacket!” with the subtitle, “On the field or on the lake safety gear saves lives!”
Depending on whom you speak to, or what publication you read, Bowden may need a life vest if the Clemson Tigers football program does not improve significantly in 2007. After a 7-1 start in 2006, Bowden’s Tigers lost four of their last five games, leaving fans bitter.
Hidden among a handful of family photos in Andy Savage’s office sits a small, wood picture frame on a corner table. In it rests a copy of Savage’s 1972 New York City cabbie license.
“It’s the only diploma I have in my office,” said Savage. “You won’t see a high school diploma, a college diploma, law school diploma, bar, anything.”
In November 1998, in the wake of Hurricane Mitch, Dr. George Greene III, his wife Molly and a small team of volunteer employees from General Engineering Laboratories (GEL) crossed the washed out roads of Honduras into a small town.
They pulled into a community carrying the first-ever Living Water Treatment System on the back of a pickup truck. The system, constructed of plywood, treated lumber and a 55-gallon water drum, was designed and built by the staff at General Engineering. Its purpose: to supply temporary access to sustainable, safe, clean water to a developing country.
One of the first things Kylie Miraldi learned as a student at San Jose State University was the meaning of dehydration. Miraldi, the nutrition major, is studying dietetics. Miraldi, the athlete, experienced the physical symptoms. But it was Miraldi, the Christian, who’d face the spiritual showdown against the condition.
Miraldi had decided to apply at the college following a campus visit in 2008. She was certain San Jose State was the college for her. She wanted to play Division I volleyball. She wanted to stay in California, and the fact that Sarah McAtee, who Miraldi has played volleyball with since she was eight years old, was also bound for San Jose State and would be her teammate, was confirmation – or so she thought.