Opinion

This week’s scribbling is dedicated to Commander Roger Baez, who was just finishing up two years as commander of Gonzales Post 81 of the American Legion. He was a lot more than that though. He worked every day to increase membership, enhance the Post...

For the past few weeks I have been telling everyone I think cares to hear it that if they want to enjoy the Arroyo Seco River, they needed to do it posthaste, as that particular stream is going to die before the Fourth of...

So I’m sitting in my favorite chair lacing up my tennis shoes when the phone rings. I’m only a little concerned because Lorraine pays all the bills and she has not advised me that we are in trouble. I look at the phone only...

When you are crawling toward 24 years of marriage and over 26 together, the fireworks are not always going off, unless the neighbor decides that the Fourth of July cannot come soon enough. You are mostly like two comfortable-ish chairs, grumbling about the thing...

Time passes, locales change, friends come and go. We all experience changes, we graduate high school, some go on to college before joining “the working world” while others set straight in to building a life, and so begins the diaspora of those we knew...

The other day I had invited one of my best friends to come down from Oregon to have lunch and just catch up. Gordon has a son that lives off the grid up in Oregon, and so he spends a lot of time up...

Each holiday season comes with high expectations for happy, carefree gatherings. It’s all too true, however, that once the calendar turns to November, feelings of sadness or anxiety can sometimes take hold. Beyond major depression or severe anxiety disorders (which require professional help), it’s common...

On a recent bright and warm Thursday afternoon, I strolled through our campus, surrounded by Folklorico dancers moving to lively music in their vibrant skirts, with ribbons woven into their braided hair. Latiné artists showcased their drawings, earrings and postcards. Students enjoyed free pupusas...

I hope that your Christmas was as nice as mine. Just about everyone I am related to came by the house to wish everyone good tidings. Of course, it is always nice to see my kids and their kids, and even their kids. As...

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...