Opinion

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...

My name is Octavio Hurtado, and I’m the Public Works director and city engineer for King City. I have been working on projects in King City for the past 20 years. The first 17 years as a consultant providing contract city engineering services, and...

Happy New Year! What’s that? You have a little bit of a headache? You had a second glass of what the bartender told you were like tasting the stars? The phrase, “Like tasting the stars,” is credited to Dom Perignon (1638-1715). He has also...

When asked why we do what we do, the answer is easy: we build connections so that communities thrive and grow. As the outgoing Chair of the Transportation Agency for Monterey County (TAMC) Board of Directors, I would like to share what the agency...

“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...

Anybody want a humongous house for 12 people, three nights in Bozeman, Mont.? A 49ers game with parking for four (oh, yes please … wait. I was outbid). How about a seven-day stay in Copper Mountain, Co.? A 48-hour wild pig hunt, maybe, or...

To the Editor: The free Lockwood and San Lucas Community Drop-Off Event, recently provided by Waste Management and Monterey County, offered a huge bonus to our rural area. Many services available in urban areas are not repeated rurally, largely because of higher costs and lower density....

1. September is Library Card sign-up month. Your library is a place that welcomes all and provides programs and services all year round to help community members learn, grow, play or relax. Make sure you visit your library to get a library card! It...

I had to do it, the time had come, so I walked stoutly to the middle of the Oak Avenue overcrossing and stepped over the rail, took a long look around me at my hometown of Greenfield, California, then jumped to the dirt below. That...

The end of life is a funny old time, isn’t it. Not that we really know when that is. But, as your muzzle gets greyer and your eyes a tad more cloudy, there becomes a time when you can no longer be considered “middle...