Opinion

“Who is at the door?” I asked my wife as I rolled over stretching my arms above my head. Lorraine responded,  “Did you forget that Gordon is coming over to help you with the truck?” I sat up and rubbed my eyes. I couldn’t...

It is one week into the new year and I have been clearing out old notes on scratch paper and photos and videos from my cell phone, some of which will appear in this column while the rest either ends up in the waste...

Driving into the Correctional Training Facility at Soledad and you are reminded of how a secure institution can be. Acres of barren land, no trees, double high-wire fences, guard towers. And that’s how it should be, we know that. But head over to the...

To the Editor: Mr. J.J. Burnes, thank you for your letter to the editor regarding Black history (“Black History,” Feb. 24). The information on Mr. Bass Reeves, 1838-1910, the first Black American Deputy U.S. Marshal in Oklahoma Territory, was very informational. Let me be your Paul...

Do you have a “smart phone?” I’m not sure what makes a smart phone or a dumb phone, but I’m pretty sure I got the dumb one. I mean, I see folks walking around all day looking at their phones, and if the phones...

During the height of the pandemic, the United Nations shined a spotlight on the vital role of fresh fruits and vegetables in the health and future of the human race. “As Covid-19 continues to affect the health and livelihoods of people across the world, we...

“We’ll be moving to Montana,” she said matter of fact. “How exciting, darling!” I expressed and, yes, it would be exciting for them. For me too, as I would have a new place to visit. I recall so clearly, when I moved to the Central...

Monterey County Third District Supervisor Chris Lopez and I crossed byways here awhile back when neither of us had anything to do; well, I didn’t really have anything to do, anyway. Chris was only stopping to catch his breath during a busy schedule because...

Did you get to see the blowout by the Eagles? My beautiful bride and I watched it until we started to think it was a lost cause and then we took a little nap. After the game, I took out the trash. It was...

In my newfound practice of giving people an experience instead of a gift, it was going to be our oldest son’s birthday and he was no longer going to be receiving socks and underwears from us, or even a normally coveted plaid shirt. I...