Opinion

Boo. You may think it odd to start a column with a single word, but my curiosity led to research that informs us "boo" is one of the most uttered words in the American lexicon, used both to scare others and show displeasure. The...

I stopped by a section of land the other day and let my mind’s eye roll back over the years to a time when that corner piece was a half a block down the alley from where my family lived for the last nine...

I ventured up to Greenfield the other day with the intent of doing a quick scan of Oak Avenue and El Camino Real where sits, on the northwest corner, the old Ioppini Building, or the Beyer Building, or The Economy Market — old-timers take...

It has been two years since my baby sister Rosie passed on to another planet. When some say that spirits fly close to the ground, I have found that to be true, also that they don’t fly in the conventional sense. Sister seems to...

No matter how much you love your work, I have discovered that it is an even more wonderful thing to lead a fulfilling life if you also have passions that you adore, which are disconnected from your employment. Your work life should feed your...

To the Editor: This time last year I wrote to express my disappointment that the Rustler had not given the Ricky Graham Memorial Short Track Race any coverage; not one word, not one photo. You published my letter and in an Editor’s Note explained that you...

During the course of my Senate campaign, I did my best to visit communities throughout this big, beautiful state and get to know the people who have brought such drive, talent, ingenuity, and perseverance to every field of endeavor. I made a particular point...

I woke up this morning thinking about what I should be thinking about. I just sat in front of the flickering screen until my love walked through the room and asked if I had a subject picked out yet. So I picked up the...

You know, living in the Salinas Valley is a pretty cool place to live. Except for the rain we have been enjoying lately, it is very much like the valley I grew up in. Well, maybe not as cool. In the summer we could...

Nearly naked knees collide beneath the covers as cops and bad guys wrestle repeatedly on a motel bed. Lovers, doughnuts and bagpipes are involved too! The comedy is nonstop in this play by Paul Smith Slade. Our Stage Hands are acknowledged masters of the...