Opinion

I cannot deny that the last several months have been a bit special for the small traveling public of which I was a member. Empty airports, reminiscent of the Tom Hanks movie, four seats per person in coach class and check-in desks where you...

You will recall, dear readers, last week we left off with my reminisces of university days down in Southern California. I just read the piece in the Rustler, and while I can’t for the life of me figure how it would be interesting to...

There is an ancient writing wherein one of the main players, thee Main Player for many, upon His exit from this earthly realm exhorted his followers to “occupy ‘til I come.” So for the past 55 years I have occupied myself in more fields...

The year 2020 was not what I and many other seniors had anticipated. A lot more of the computer particularly, and a lot of what was the norm has just gone out the window. One thing I was personally looking forward to was King...

Worthy to Print by George Worthy

Hello again, dear reader! It’s been the better part of a decade since I was a member of the South County Newspapers crew (now known as New SV Media). I’m happy to return to writing about and photographing the many events and stories of SoMoCo. Those of you...

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The vast majority of American politicians are in the business of kicking the can down the road, with one notable exception: Congresswoman Zoe Lofgren. I know “kicking the can down the road” is an old cliché used to reference the arms race, federal budget, childcare,...

While not referring to any particular county supervisor in last week’s Funny Papers, I did address the board in general with hopes some public remarks would be forthcoming regarding the continued closure of San Lorenzo Park. I now want to address some specific remarks...

I don’t know how the whole thing began, but it happened on Thanksgiving Day of 1969. My friend Dennis was a motorcycle rider, and for one reason or other I was going to ride one of his smaller bikes from Point A to Point...