Sometime in 1979 a friend and I decided as we often did in those days to have lunch at El Dorado, a restaurant at 36^th Street and South Fourth Avenue. It was known in those days for its outstanding red chile and a tapestry of John and Bobby Kennedy that hung on its east wall. We were about to sit down when we spied Jim Corbett — the former nationally known drunken, thigh-biting mayor of Tucson and [Read more…]