Opinion

Hello! How was your week? I found that there is way too much reporting about the war. What war? Yeah, that’s my opinion also. I guess if we are not to get into the mess that’s occurring over in Eastern Europe, there’s not much...

I’ve been living in America for 35 years now. Almost to the day. There you have it. I am either very old — or I came to this country very young — you be the judge of that. It is truly amazing how time...

Summer comes to an end tomorrow when the Fall Equinox descends upon us with equal amounts of day and night heralding the incremental journey toward shorter days and longer nights. I am not fond of that particular cosmic arrangement, in fact prefer the exact...

If I ever again contemplate air travel, it will only be because I have lost all sensibilities and am probably living in a room with rubber walls. The last time I flew in a jet airliner I vowed it would be just that, the...

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Today is one of those days where the memories came flooding in. I got up and dressed in my usual attire — sweater, light jacket and paratrooper boots. That’s when I saw it, a Jump Certificate from Sky Dive Monterey. The name on the...

I am a British Citizen, born in Aldeburgh, Suffolk, in 1963. I have lived in the USA since 1988 and have been a dual national and dual passport holder since 2003 without incident. I have always felt safer traveling the world with two passports,...

To the Editor: On March 13, 2024, in Blackfoot, Idaho, a 39-year-old man broke into an elderly woman’s home and assaulted her. However, despite her injuries, the woman was able to defend herself with a gun; shooting and killing the man. The lady was transported to...

I remember when the wall speaker above Mr. Spears desk made that squawking, scratchy noise it made just before a voice came over and said “Mr. Spears, please send Steve Wilson to the office.” Great, now what? The “office” was of course the office of...

“You’re here.” I hear your whisper. It comes down on a wisp of wind from the mountains above your home. Where your shell now lies still, and your spirit is at peace. Once listless and always searching, you finally slowed your quest to live...