That Was Just Nicole!

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!

That Final Run for Freedom!

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!