Opinion

Put on your thinking cap and try to remember what you were doing four months ago. Were you getting ready to go out to dinner? How about seeing that movie you wanted the whole family to see? Meeting with a Bible study group? Well,...

When you meet someone for the first time, do you ever notice a person’s shoes or boots? I always do. Not just a man’s footwear, but women’s shoes and boots too! In my family we polished our shoes because we didn’t get a lot...

To the Editor: Well, it is happening again. I am accused of a “crime” and the evidence is a grainy photo. I received a letter from Waste Management that said we would be fined for putting plastic bags and film in our garbage. This is...

When I was a young man — oh, about 12 — I wondered why we even had to go to school. I got along with all my classmates and even liked my teacher, but on a day when the sun was out and the...

I’m back, did you miss me? The past couple of weeks have been interesting to say the least. As I look ahead to challenges that we all face everyday, I try to see the positive side as well. Take last week for instance; I...

“Hey honey, would you come into the kitchen?” This was how I was greeted as my bride was standing there with a cup of the very best coffee I have ever sipped. But there was someone else standing next to her that was unexpected....

At the present moment I am, to put it poetically, “far from the madding crowd,” I don’t even know who is headed to the World Series as “seeking the sounds of silence”; practically speaking, I am a ways up the Arroyo Seco Canyon sans...

There’s nothing like a little bit of Christmas in the shops in October to make you go … “ummm what?” The pumpkins have not even got boring yet and here we are ho-hoing our ways towards the end of December. I don’t want to...

“Why don’t we just adopt older dogs from now on. Let’s make the end of their lives the best ever!” We were all set. No more puppies, no toddlers with four legs. Our pack of near golden oldies (truthfully, more black-and-white than golden) —...

In a rare case of a column running too long, I offer this story as a two-parter… One day I came home from school, it was 1964 and I was in the sixth grade in Greenfield Elementary School, and my father handed me a book...