Opinion

I’m not a fan of January. I used to be back when I was young, you see I was born in January. Mr. Maker, the best teacher in the world, told me that many famous people were born in January. I used to brag...

This week is a favor from my readers. Today I’m going to tell you about a very good friend, who I now call family, that has become something special to me and to my brood. You may remember that some time ago I mentioned that...

To the Editor: Ricky Torres had his life horribly taken from him in 2004. We know Ricky will never be forgotten and will always be loved by his family and friends. Our lives changed forever on May 4, 2004. Those monsters did awful things to Ricky....

Have you ever had a situation that required you to step way out of your comfort zone? Perhaps meeting someone that is important to your future for the first time? Or maybe you are looking for a new job that might be a little...

This week’s column was about cowgirls and cowboys and their dedication to the sport of rodeo and to the Western lifestyle. It was filled with quotes from participants of California High School Rodeo Association from three districts within the state who gathered at the...

My first car was a Renault 5 Gordini — black with red seats, never mind some rusty bits around the edges. My friend had a silver one with racing stripes; we were twinning. Sporty girls with our first rides. Babes. I had somehow paid...

There’s a plaque leaning up against a tree in my front garden. It’s old and weathered; but the message remains solid — “Enjoy the Journey.” It will always live with me. It reminds me of my sister Rosie and her successful efforts to enjoy...

As some of you are aware, I had occasion to be in the Orradre Building down at the Salinas Valley Fairgrounds the other eve and one person in attendance at the affair — she had not been in the building in years — commented...

For one who enjoys words and how when used properly can elicit a gamut of human response from joy to anger, from antipathy to action. But I don’t always warm up to new usages of old words that spring from who knows where. Journalists...

After my most recent ranch accident when I smashed up my knee, forgot I was old and then started the long process of trying to heal several months later as I came to realize that my healing was going the unsuccessful way of old...