As I was returning to my car on Tuesday evening, I noticed the familiar orange envelope. It protruded from my windshield like the corpse of a dead albatross that I read about in my literature courses. I had received another parking ticket for the second time in two days. Since I transferred to the St.
A driver cut a blind turn too closely and clipped the car parked on the other side, the second such accident within two weeks, in the USFSP parking garage on Jan. 24. The driver left no note, did not contact University Police and could be charged with leaving the scene of an accident, a misdemeanor
One quarter. Twenty-five cents. In 1806, hungry restaurant-goers could trade one for a full meal of meat and a pint of cold beer or cider. The same amount could buy a 12 oz box of Kellogg’s Corn Flakes in 1966. As soon ago as the ’80s, children meekly handed 25 cents to cashiers to pay