Opinion

I had eggs benedict with my daughter on my birthday on Park Row. That was a treat not for just the company, Jenny lives in Florida so we don’t see each other near enough, but also because of the food, which was delicious, and...

Here is a little story about one little incident back in my days of riding motorized two-wheeled transports, also known as motorcycles. Like many of my stories, this one takes place in Greenfield back in the halcyon days of teenhood. (Hey, if there can...

If I were to offer up a descriptive sentence regarding the city’s newly upgraded main thoroughfare, it would be peppered with adjectives leading to superlatives and culminating with comparatives; i.e. “Like the revitalization seen in Old Town in Salinas, the City of King is...

October is a funny old month. Some days are hot as summer, yet with stilled winds in the afternoons and an icy bite to the early mornings and evenings. November can be more of the same, yet the time of year is marked by...

“Darling, darling, we have to stop! This is my cousin’s house!” Car comes to a screeching halt, dust flying. We unload, remove our shoes at the door. Everyone sits in the family room. Boiling hot chai tea is produced in tiny glass cups with...

The end of life is a funny old time, isn’t it. Not that we really know when that is. But, as your muzzle gets greyer and your eyes a tad more cloudy, there becomes a time when you can no longer be considered “middle...

In just a few weeks, I’ll have to come up with a new excuse to keep from doing any chores around the house. I know you have heard this before, but this is my last semester (I hope) at school. The way it is...

“Yours is the last dad,” she stated emphatically. Yes. All my friends’ dads have passed away. Of our generation, there is one mother and one father remaining on the planet and then we will be the top generation. That is a rather sobering thought. On...

Last week I submitted a few words regarding seniors who are on their way to higher education, with an addendum about financing college after the initial scholarship monies are expended. I did not have enough space at that time to add anymore to the...

To the Editor: For many years I made my living as a street cop, trying to distinguish fact from fiction. And for Americans, one indisputable fact is, without the National Rifle Association you would not be able to own a firearm. As of 1967, the NRA...