Opinion

This is confession time. We columnists sometimes have difficulties coming up with an article that will be enjoyed by you, the reader. Something on the page that peaks your interest. Or something about the guys that are supposed to be running our country, about...

Was there ever a time in your life when you may have done something that was frowned upon by all that knew you? I wish I was smart enough to explain to you what I am thinking about, but when I scratch out a...

William wrote: “All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one man plays many parts ….” If you are one who has been smitten, or stricken (as the case may be),...

I was, coincidentally, in England right after the death of Queen Elizabeth. It was a most strange and eerie time in the country. The nation was in mourning well after the nation was officially mourning, as it were. I happened to walk along the...

Us old gals try to be cheery; we really do. Friends since aged 15 and we are always trying to see the world with a half-full glass and getting the others to do the same. And so went the recent conversation about the turn...

I was very pleased with myself after hammering out a column well before the deadline with only one more proofreading before I sent it off to Ryan well in time for him to do his magic to make it ready for Wednesday publication. It...

With the changing of the times and the lessening of the daylight, I must annually go on self-watch alert. There is something about darkness during the daytime that makes me, well, dark. I can get the gloomies very easily when the clocks fall back...

My name is Octavio Hurtado, and I’m the Public Works director and city engineer for King City. I have been working on projects in King City for the past 20 years. The first 17 years as a consultant providing contract city engineering services, and...

Letters to the Editor | Published Sept. 19, 2018

Some years back, not so very many, I was prepared to say that I had done all the traveling my pocketbook would allow and I was content with that until in October of last year an opportunity arose, to wit: money. I had set...