Opinion

“I didn’t know her,” the preacher said. “But if I had known her, I’m sure I would have liked her.” I raised one querying eyebrow at my husband. We are at his aunt’s funeral in Watsonville. (Is it a funeral service if the person...

This week’s headline is bit light-hearted, I thought it would help ease you folks into helping out with a situation here in Salinas Valley that for many is not a light subject at all. I am talking about the long closure of San Lorenzo...

I hate the Fourth of July, America's birthday, Independence Day and all that. There, I’ve said it. I even said it out loud, as I hummed, alternatively, “Star Spangled Banner” and “We are the Champions.” Then a wartime mortar comes flying over my head...

I first tried yoga about a month ago. I am not necessarily proud of that fact. Over the years, so many friends and family have counseled me to try it, give it a go, open up my mind to the possibilities. Even my mother...

To the Editor: Josh Riley shared a valuable history lesson in the Dec. 30 edition (“Remembering the Time King City Cross Country Made History,” Dec. 30, page A5). The 2018-19 accomplishments of a small group of dedicated youth, King City High Cross Country runners, inspire...

To the Editor: Last week’s paper contained a letter detailing one way in which government agencies have failed (“No Happy Ending for Bridge Plaque,” March 23). I’d like to share a story that balances that experience with this letter about how they are succeeding. Last Thursday...

I love living in the Salinas Valley. I have always loved this part of the state. Oh sure there is the wind, but that you have to have something to dust while cleaning house. I will say that you really never, as our early...

Have you ever heard of a guy named Edsel Murphy? He was not a politician or a doctor or any of the professions that are common. You may have heard the name, but perhaps you don’t know why it sounds so familiar. But whether...

The love affair began back in the ’80s, as many love affairs do. There had been no specific run up to this particular affair, except, as he confessed, dolefully, “I had a Corvette and we were a family of four.” I thought it was...

When you have been friends for the best part of six decades, you finish each other’s sentences, you have a lifetime of inside jokes, your sisterhood is seamless without any of the baggage one can accumulate with actual sisters. I miss her when I...