Opinion

Hello everyone. You may have noticed lately that my column has been a little shy in the volume department. I can only blame that on the fact that many things have changed around the old, “Worthy to Print” homestead. In case you were smiling...

To the Editor: Today (Jan. 11) I received a letter from Waste Management in the mail. It threatened to fine me if I didn’t recycle properly. There was a picture of some waste that was not recognizable. I wanted an explanation, so I tried to called them....

A few weeks ago I wrote about my thoughts concerning the actions of our government. I mentioned that I have a hard time believing just about anything they do that doesn’t make sense. This feeling I have is that our government is full of...

I feel like this election cycle has been going on for years. Did you vote? Some of you are happy and some of you are not. But remember that’s what this country is all about, in four years you will have another chance. I...

You may have read recently that out of the 1,353 Critical Access Hospitals (CAHs) across the United States, Mee Memorial Healthcare System was named by Becker’s Hospital Review as one of 27 CAHs to know in 2024. But what exactly is a CAH, and...

The last time I saw him he was sitting in his favorite bar in Las Vegas with a large cold one beside him and a game of Keno in front. He was comfortable in his space. No matter that he still could hardly eat...

To the Editor: Dear residents, your support is crucial for our city’s future. Measure T is a vital sales tax measure designed to continue the progress we’ve made in enhancing our infrastructure, expanding recreational opportunities and improving our safety. By voting yes on Measure T, you’ll help...

I couldn’t think what to do with myself. My baby girl was lying in a hospital bed with a broken back when she should have been enjoying the vacation of a lifetime in Montana. She was heavily drugged and monitored. She slept a lot...

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...

“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...