The high school field trip was California all the way: a psychology class spending a weekend on Santa Catalina island, that balmy resort 23 miles off the Pacific coast, with no apparent goal except, perhaps, to study the stress-reducing effects of sunning and swimming.
But two of the students had other ideas. A few hours after the class and teacher were dropped off at some cabins on the far side of the island, the boat that had brought them made a return trip, circling back to pick up two girls who seemed to have prearranged their departure.
With no explanation, off went a junior named Nicole Brown, who with her sun-drenched blond hair and tan could have been the prototype of the California girl… Continue reading That Was Just Nicole!
Nicole Simpson looked stunning in a black two-piece jogging suit as she trotted along the tree-lined boulevard in West Los Angeles.
Motorists took their eyes off the road to admire her shapely form. Some even tooted their horns. It was another sunny day in the wealthy, fashionable suburb of Brentwood and 35-year-old Nicole was feeling great.
She gulped in the warm air and yelled to her running partner, doctor’s wife Cora Fischman: “I feel so free now. I feel like I can do anything I want.”
Then she gasped: “You know what, Cora – I’m not afraid of him any more.”
It was Friday, June 10, 1994, and by “him,” Nicole was clearly referring to O.J. Simpson, sports legend, all-American hero and the brutal, womanizing man to whom she had been married for seven years. She had recently dashed O.J.’s last hope of reconciliation. Continue reading That Final Run for Freedom!
Nicole led a seemingly storybook life that was the envy of all her friends – until her marriage began falling apart.
Friends say the blonde beauty was one of the best-liked and most popular girls in her hometown of Laguna Beach, and seemed to be realizing all her childhood dreams with her jet-set lifestyle.
“She was one of Dana Hills’ real beauties, popular not just because of her looks, but because of her sweet personality,” says friend Valerie Rigg… Continue reading Are You Thinking What I’m Thinking?