Opinion

Everyone can put away their fur coats, wax your skis and polish up their convertibles. It appears that we may have beat away the cold mornings and the pitiful amount of rain this year. I get up and get dressed by simply putting on...

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...

Considered the father of modern medicine, ancient Greek physician Hippocrates (known for his “first do no harm” ethical code called the Hippocratic Oath) still influences our practices more than 25 centuries after his time. The first to regard disease as a natural, not supernatural, phenomenon,...

Window on the World: Column by Lucy Jensen

To the Editor: As confusion grows throughout the land, and respect for others, the rule of law, and all that we thought we had loses to expanding tyranny, I ponder the words read in countless churches this Sunday from the Gospel of Luke: “Blessed are you...

When faced with an empty page and a brain to match with a deadline looming large on the near horizon, I usually just take a look back over the past week or two and draw upon a few random thoughts or experiences hoping it...

Well, if I thought there was lots to do last week, we were even busier this week. First, there was a party for Taylor, this is the young lady my younger calls his sweetie. She has studied to be a counselor to high school...

I like cemeteries. That is not a ghoulish statement, or at least not meant to be. A cemetery is a walk through history, both recent and long ago, where the changing culture of a town, city or region is written on the headstones of...

To the Editor: I wrote two letters to the Rustler/Tribune on April 2, 2025, and Nov. 6, 2025. I wrote about fascism, totalitarian government and dictatorship. We are there. Trump has started a civil war with Stephen Miller’s 3,000 arrests quota per day. Trump did good...

I had to do it, the time had come, so I walked stoutly to the middle of the Oak Avenue overcrossing and stepped over the rail, took a long look around me at my hometown of Greenfield, California, then jumped to the dirt below. That...