Opinion

The following words are by no means indicative of my attitude toward those readers who often, and with good cause, suggest themes for this column; I appreciate the interest and the input, but the problem of time constraints often dictate the amount of time...

It is one week into the new year and I have been clearing out old notes on scratch paper and photos and videos from my cell phone, some of which will appear in this column while the rest either ends up in the waste...

It was almost exactly one o’clock in the afternoon on the first day of April when the window blinds in the studio began to move and that was the first indication that the Valley winds have once again arrived for their annual blow. It...

Today seems like it might be a little different than most Sundays; there is an Artichoke Festival. This year it is in Monterey instead of Castroville. I was going to accompany my bride and her friends and go with them, but I needed to...

To the Editor: Here is what my beliefs are about birth control. If you’ve never been someone who thought they were pregnant when they didn’t want to be, you probably don’t understand the feelings of someone in that situation.  I’ll start by saying, I’ve never been a...

You know how it is when you are older and yet you’re still wanting to do everything? That would be me. I have the urge to consistently go and do all the time, but sometimes my body — or, increasingly, my knee and hip...

Here we are, another week or month of information that we have compiled as we go through the days and nights of life. Today I would like to mention a new member of my family. No, it’s not me nor is it any of...

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They were the best of friends from a very young age. Though quite different — my sister was very bossy and her friend very sweet and accommodating — they were the ying to each other’s yang. I’m sure sister frequently got a good telling...

One of my earliest memories was my mother’s voice. I was on her lap and she was reading to me. We were likely in our cottage by the sea with a fire blazing in the hearth. She had a good strong reading voice with...