Opinion

Well, 2020 is over. Let’s pray 2021 will be a much better year. It’s unfortunate, but this shall not be a memorable New Year. Is there something about this year that tickles your fancy? I didn’t think so. As I sat back in my...

I have before me a smattering of paper scraps with an odd accumulation of notes, which will, one hopes, render up a readable column. Also in front of me is the remnants of a very delicious barbecued chicken dinner offered up by King City...

He became quite the character of sorts, a fixture on the rather rough and tumble Nestles Road in Soledad, surrounded by rough ground and abandoned buildings. If you happened to pass by during the latter part of an afternoon, you might see him sitting...

In 1940, American author Ernest Hemingway wrote a book named “For Whom the Bell Tolls.” It wasn’t his best book, but it had a few passages that reminded me this past week that he certainly had a way with words. The title of the...

Have you heard the news? We have gained a new state. Yeah, I know you didn’t know of that because it just hasn’t been made clear to you. Oh, I’m sure you have been watching our leaders as they hand over OUR tax money...

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...

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...

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...

“Hey honey, would you come into the kitchen?” This was how I was greeted as my bride was standing there with a cup of the very best coffee I have ever sipped. But there was someone else standing next to her that was unexpected....

There is something about eye contact that lets two people know that for just a split second, just a flicker of time, there has been a meeting of minds, a very brief acknowledgment of each other’s existence. I had just such an encounter last...