Opinion

The perfect day was on order for the chosen celebration of life of our very own valley girl. Blissful sunlight through the oaks on River Road was on the menu, as was some delightful company. I arrived on top of some very ripe vines...

To the Editor: As we gather with family and friends to celebrate the Thanksgiving feast of abundance, let’s take a moment to acknowledge those among us who struggle, particularly our immigrant neighbors. Facing uncertainty, and sometimes downright hatred, let’s not forget today’s “least among us.” Reach out to...

Saturday afternoon around 4:30 I was 410 words into my column for this week when my cell phone rang. The choice to interrupt a train of thought while writing usually falls to the “let it ring and go to voicemail” protocol, but in this...

When I first moved to this little farm town, we had no proper grocery store, just corner markets. Actually, we boasted no larger stores at all! We had to travel to Greenfield to shop at Nob Hill or buy everything in Salinas before we...

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...

To the Editor: I am one of many UFCW Local 5 members who live and work in our community. We understand that competition can be healthy and that growth is inevitable. However, the City of King has failed to even consider the long-term impacts that...

Well, I made it another year. Last Sunday was my birthday. Yeah, I made it another year. I am not a fan of celebrations about birthdays, at least at my age, but truly I love the day for the way folks say nice things...

I cannot recall the first time I learned about The Great Depression of my parent’s generation, but I do remember their stories of that time in American history. As early as elementary school we watched period newsreels depicting unemployed workers in soup kitchen lines,...

When I began writing this week’s column I had it in my mind, and in my notes, to cover high school stage productions, local law armory and a couple other short pieces. But, as the old saying goes, “stuff happens” (paraphrased for publication) and...

Boy oh boy! How many times did I say that as a youth? I was third of four boys. It seemed that my Dad always favored the older two boys in almost every area as a youth. My oldest brother would get a new...