Jason Nark

Something Weird Happening? This Rutgers Alumnus Is On It — Rutgers FOCUS

2012-01-18T12:02:00.002-05:00

Credit: Alejandro A Alvarez

Jason's Nark on the cover of the Philadelphia Daily News, which ran his first-person account of sleeping out with the Occupy Philly crowd.

By Jen A. Miller

Jason Nark, who covers South Jersey for the Philadelphia Daily News, is sometimes put in precarious positions in the name of a good story

“The Daily News likes to put me in awkward positions overnight. I don’t mind,” says Jason Nark, with a laugh.

Nark, CCAS ’00, is a reporter at the Philadelphia Daily News, the guy who has become known for covering the odd corners of the Delaware Valley – mostly South Jersey - and is sometimes put in precarious positions in the name of a good story. Something weird happen in New Jersey? Nark’s on it.

Nark, 34, comes from a Rutgers family. His parents, sister, uncle, cousin – all Rutgers grads. Nark even met his wife, Niki, on campus, though she wasn’t a student. She was there to see film director Kevin Smith speak. They now have three children.

He chose English as a major, and took a few journalism courses. When he showed an interest in the field, James Moffatt, a Philadelphia Inquirer copy desk chief who taught at Rutgers-Camden as an adjunct, convinced him to stay in their English program versus transferring to a school with a journalism program.

“I knew I enjoyed writing, and I figured that journalism was a way to be able to write every day and not deal with the intimidation of writing a book or a screenplay,” says Nark.

Jason Nark says that studying literature in the English department at Rutgers-Camden and receiving praise for his papers inspired him to pursue a writing life.He says studying with Rutgers English professors Chris Fitter and Rafey Habib inspired him to pursue a writing life. “I can’t say enough about how much I enjoyed being an English major there,” he adds.

Still, it wasn’t until Nark won the John C. Wentz Memorial Prize, given to the student submitting the best paper in an upper-level English course with his paper on British Imperialism, that he thought he might really have what it takes to write for a living.

“It was a very big deal to me, and a wake up call,” says Nark. “I thought, hey, maybe I can do this.”

In 2001, he got a part-time job as a sports writer at the Courier Post in Cherry Hill, New Jersey. Soon after, he helped report on a devastating Fourth of July fire in his town, which in part led to him to full-time work on the metro desk. Nark stayed at the Courier Post where until 2008, and then joined the staff of the Philadelphia Daily News.

This year, he won four awards from the New Jersey Chapter of the Society of Professional Journalists for his work there.

Nark was hired to help the Daily News increase their presence in South Jersey, though his focus now is on what the paper calls “enterprise reporting” – pieces that require more time and research than your typical news brief.

He digs into stories that other reporters might pass over – like writing a lengthy, nuanced piece about drug-addicted Camden prostitutes; digging into an Cape May County drowning that he found was far from an open and shut case; and a piece on a Moorestown police officer who was cleared on animal cruelty charges, an article that also became a report on bestiality laws in Burlington County.

And then there’s the overnight stories: staying in his father’s North Wildwood condo throughout Hurricane Irene and camping overnight with the Occupy Philly Movement or spending the night at the Golden Key Motel, the site where a Bonnie and Clyde couple who kidnapped and murdered a man in Atlantic City were captured. It was also the hotel where the bodies of four murdered prostitutes were found in 2006.

“I like writing about people who aren’t necessarily famous or political figures. I do that stuff, too, but some of my favorite pieces are about interesting people who aren’t going to change the world,” he says.

Three Narks: TNT

2011-10-22T21:18:00.000-04:00

"99" --an Occupy song by Bob Nark

2011-10-21T11:51:00.000-04:00

The strange tale of the Algar Ferrari

2011-10-07T10:22:00.004-04:00

By JASON NARK,

narkj@phillynews.com 215-854-5916

THIS is the legend of the Algar Ferrari F50.

It begins with an airline pilot with such a taste for speed that he conned his way into driving the $729,000 roadster, then stole it, leaving a stunned Main Line car salesman behind.

The legend ends years later, after the government recovered the car and an FBI agent ran it into a tree in Kentucky.

Now the wrecked 1996 Ferrari is collecting dust somewhere, object of a legal brawl between the U.S. government and the insurance company that owns the car.

In a federal lawsuit filed earlier this year, Motors Insurance Corp. is asking the feds to pony up $750,000, the amount they say the car is worth now. The insurer also wants to know why the agent and a federal prosecutor were driving the 520-horsepower car in the first place.

The answer, one car-lover said, is simple. It's probably the same reason why pilot Tom H. Baker stole the car from Algar Ferrari/Maserati of Philadelphia in the first place.

"Everybody likes fast cars," said John Nardolilli, a private investigator whom Ferrari hired to help find the F50 after it was stolen.

On Sept. 16, 2003, Baker strolled in to the Algar dealership in Rosemont with a Rolex on his wrist, no driver's license, and iced blood running through his veins.

He had his eyes on the red 1996 Ferrari F50, No. 29 of only 349 built. Baker claimed he was a tech CEO from California who had flown in from Atlanta. He had a limo waiting outside, and was willing to wire the down payment that day - after a test drive.

Soon Baker was behind the wheel of the F50, described by one auto website as "part Batmobile and part ballistic missile." Baker sped away, leaving the Algar salesman on a suburban street in Villanova.

"Everyone was dumbfounded," said Detective Charles Craig of the Lower Merion Police Department. "This guy totally played the part."

Investigators initially believed that Baker had help, with an enclosed flatbed truck waiting nearby. He didn't.

They also figured that the Ferrari, one of only 50 sent to the U.S., would be shipped to black markets in Europe or Asia, packed away in an unassuming crate in the bowels of a freighter. It was not.

In the years that followed, the car's fame grew on the various websites and chat rooms for Ferrari enthusiasts, with everyone guessing who could have pulled off such a heist and where on earth the exotic roadster, basically a Formula One race car in a pretty red dress, would turn up.

It turns out Baker, a divorced father of two, just really liked Ferraris. He kept the car for himself in not-so-exotic, suburban Kentucky.

It wasn't the first time he had stolen a Ferrari either, authorities said. But the Algar job in 2003 was his most daring exploit and the most formidable car he had stolen.

"The dealership is on Lancaster Avenue; it's a very busy road," Craig said. "He raced off at 100 mph over the crest of a hill."

The salesman who watched the F50 speed off on Spring Mill Road in Villanova no longer works for Algar and didn't return requests for comment.

Neither did the dealership's owner nor the other employees listed as witnesses on the police report.

A North Carolina car dealer victimized by Baker said Baker had come in so often in 2003 that they'd become "backslapping buddies."

Steve Barney said that he had cancer at the time and that Baker had claimed to be a radiologist, earnestly staring at his X-rays, inquiring about medications Barney was taking, and seeming genuinely concerned.

"If my 16-year-old daughter needed a ride, I would have put her in the car with him," Barney said.

Baker was interested in a 1989 Ferrari 328 GTS, worth about $55,000. He asked to take it for a test drive, just down to a local gas station and back. Barney consented. He never saw Baker again.

"I was conned. I was conned and he did a beautiful job," he said. "I try to believe in the genuine goodness of people. I won't let that happen again."

Baker had also stolen a 1985 Testarossa from a Long Island dealership in 2003.

Baker sold the Algar Ferrari, which he sometimes even took to car shows, to an emergency-room doctor in Kentucky for $375,000 and another collectible in 2008. When the doctor called Ferrari to check on the engine and vehicle-identification numbers, he learned his new car was the infamous Algar Ferrari and contacted authorities.

The doctor, who asked not to be identified, owned the car for about two bittersweet months and can still recall watching the FBI seize it.

"That was the most sinking feeling in the world," he said. "The car was gone and I didn't have my money back."

But Baker, perhaps out of fear, wired the doctor's money back after the doctor told him there were some issues with the vehicle-identification number. The doctor said Baker, whose former wife is also a doctor, acted "suave and debonair," not like a car thief. He used forged documents to make the sale look legit.

"If you knew Tom Baker, it just boggles your mind. It takes a certain amount of chutzpah to go through with stealing an F50. I didn't think he, pardon the term, had the gonads."

Shortly after the failed sale to the doctor, Baker was arrested and charged, the insurance company that owned the car after paying Algar $625,000 was notified, and the F50 was put into U.S. government storage.

But before Baker, who pleaded guilty, was sentenced, something even more dumbfounding happened.

On May 27, 2009, FBI Special Agent Frederick Kingston and Assistant U.S. Attorney J. Hamilton Thompson, the man prosecuting Baker, took the Ferrari out for a drive and rammed a tree, totaling one of the world's rarest cars.

A television report at the time said Kingston and Thompson were moving the car to a warehouse and lost control of the vehicle. Police told the television station that Kingston was going only 40 mph and that a tire may have blown out, explanations that elicit snarky comments on Ferrari websites.

"Why is it I get the feeling this was a case of 'Now it's my turn'? This was the last joyride, not the first," a commenter posted on Ferrarichat.com.

A few months after the F50 was wrecked, Baker was sentenced to eight months in prison but was allowed to serve just two days per week so he could " make his scheduled flight from Lexington, Ky., to Orlando, Fla., for purposes of his employment."

Baker could not be reached for comment, but his attorney, R. Tucker Richardson, said his client had no criminal record beyond the sports-car thefts.

"I don't know what drove this man to do this. It was out of character. It was a weird case," Richardson said. "He kept it in a warehouse and got it out and drove it every once in a blue moon."

The Department of Justice denied a claim for $750,000 filed by Motors Insurance Corp., claiming the accident occurred "while the Ferrari was being detained by the FBI."

Earlier this year, the company filed a lawsuit against the DOJ and the FBI in an attempt to recoup its losses and to get a valid explanation for why the car was being driven.

An attorney for Motors Insurance Corp. said he didn't know where the car is and declined to comment further. Charles Miller, a spokesman for the Department of Justice, said he didn't know where it was either.

"I know it's not in my garage," he said.

On Sept. 16, 2003, the F50 was on the Main Line, at a dealership in Rosemont, ready to eat up the road for a buyer with a fat bankroll. Then Tom Baker walked in, and it was gone.

Now it will probably never be driven again, unless a person who really likes fast cars is willing to fix it.

"It really was one hell of a car," Richardson said. "One hell of a car."

Dziadzia and Nan.

2011-10-07T10:05:00.000-04:00

April Fool

2011-04-01T08:27:00.002-04:00

the joke
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