Opinion

Now, where was I… Dick pulled up to me on the highway and told me to put it second gear and “Get on it!” So I slipped it up a gear and took off. I didn’t go very far because I saw a state...

The new year offers a blank slate — an opportunity to set things right, to change course and accomplish our goals. When we set New Year's resolutions, we are utilizing a very important concept called self-efficacy, which means that by virtue of aspiring to...

Have you noticed any strange looking grasshoppers around your house lately? They would be brown and they can almost fly. They are also quite a bit larger than your run-of-the-mill grasshopper, they may very well be locusts. It seems that is the only thing...

To the Editor: If ever there was a good example of why King City needs another major grocery store, it was Friday, July 22. Folks walking in the door at Safeway to do their weekend shopping were faced with a totally empty meat case. Not...

Any opinion columnist, or letter writer, whose words appear in public is aware that there could be repercussions either laudatory in nature or quite the opposite with slings and arrows; such responses are met and dealt with either by response or with silence. A...

It is never easy to come up with the words for this column; there are so many issues and topics that one can become so overwhelmed trying to find one or two subjects to write about that the end result is writer’s block. Happens...

The following were subjects for full columns, columns I now know will, to use an archaic adage, never see the light of day. The research of these subjects runs to dozens if not scores of hours and each would use up the 1,000-word limit;...

Local column by Joanne Banuelos

From a very young age, my baby girl had talked about going into nursing. When her auntie suggested that, maybe, vet school might be more up her alley, she responded that she could never work with animals; she loved them too much. It was shortly...

My boys asked me that after we had been living in Gonzales for a while. When I mentioned in a earlier column that we used to play in the culvert on Fanoe Road, we would take our dog Beaujee and walk down the bottom...