after i won a bunch of spot news awards for my reporting of ted bundy, including some homicides, thect l.a. herald examiner hired me to do crime. my paycheck in tallahassee was a kingly ransom. but the $20 bumper week put me in a hand to mouth situation. i rented a bungalow near fairfax. and soon after it was broken into on repeated days, the worst being when i came back from covering a sniper in san diego, one of the horrible school homicides by a girl named brenda experience. when i returned from san diego, there was nothing left, nothing. cleaned out. so all i had were the clothes on my back and my car. i was evicted immediately. so we begin the odyssey where i would try to bum a room here or shower there and try to get enough money to augment my wardrobe. i refused to go home and dug in my heels for duration. when i would meet someone of the opposite sex and was lucky to hear your place or mine, easy answer. but there were many nights camped out in the back bench of the car you saw yesterday. the lowest of the low points, i would stay at a truck stop. i had to borrow a .22 calibe