Opinion

“Who is at the door?” I asked my wife as I rolled over stretching my arms above my head. Lorraine responded,  “Did you forget that Gordon is coming over to help you with the truck?” I sat up and rubbed my eyes. I couldn’t...

About this time of year — February blending into March — I can get really sick and tired of winter. Folks back home might have a chortle at that; because, yeah, I know, we don’t really have “winter” per se in our neck of...

To the Editor: Thank you to the 50-plus people, children and dogs who came out to No Kings in King City on March 28. Thanks to the Rustler for publishing my letters, and to those who read them and answered the call. Thanks to Indivisible for...

Have you noticed any strange looking grasshoppers around your house lately? They would be brown and they can almost fly. They are also quite a bit larger than your run-of-the-mill grasshopper, they may very well be locusts. It seems that is the only thing...

“I want that body!” I said to the husband. We were watching the Olympic Swim Trials. Broad shoulders, muscles, I love it! It’s that time of year when people are stripping down, displaying their body-beautiful to the world, heading to the ocean or a...

I had an occasion this week to walk across town. My roommate reminded me that she had walked our best friend, Ranger, for the past couple of days and she would appreciate some assistance. She was pretty busy today working with the American Legion...

Do you ever get the feeling that you were born at the wrong time or place? How about what you do? I ask these questions because I often find myself in a situation where a little prior knowledge of a subject would have surely...

This column about Homecoming appearing 12 days after the events of that week is not a mistake, I felt that coverage in last week’s edition needed nothing further about the subject, so it appears this week as planned. A bit of confusion arose in my...

He became quite the character of sorts, a fixture on the rather rough and tumble Nestles Road in Soledad, surrounded by rough ground and abandoned buildings. If you happened to pass by during the latter part of an afternoon, you might see him sitting...

What a lovely gift, I said to just myself. A weekend away for my daughter and her man and I will take care of their ranch. I will enjoy so much peace and quiet and even get time to work on my next book!...