Opinion

To the Editor: As confusion grows throughout the land, and respect for others, the rule of law, and all that we thought we had loses to expanding tyranny, I ponder the words read in countless churches this Sunday from the Gospel of Luke: “Blessed are you...

Today’s column will fall short of the normal 1,000 words. And, with the blessing of Ryan my boss at New SV Media, it will be my last column for the month of March. It is far easier to write about a subject if that subject...

You know, it is tough to find good music. When was the last time you were serenaded by a professional artist? Yesterday, my beautiful bride surprised me with a serenade at the Golden State Theater over in Monterey. The star of the show was...

There are those who believe that these fires started off with a little help from some miscreant or two. What are your thoughts? I won’t say whether I believe that is what happened, I hope not. But I also do hope that those responsible...

Special Olympics is, well, pretty special. I recall very clearly when the Olympics were taking place in London in 2012, that my father specifically attended the Special Olympic events in town and was so moved by them. At the time, I did not know...

It was well over a year ago that I found myself completely disgusted with myself. After a period of holiday debauchery, I could not believe the paunch in front of me. It was mine; all mine. Fortunately, my bathroom mirror only showed as far...

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...

News changes so quickly in this fast-paced world of ours. Yesterday’s disasters are but a vague memory today for those of us lucky enough to not be a part of them. We were headed to Chatsworth on the edge of LA to go and see...

“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...

Readers will recall last week’s column left off with my first solo truck run to the other valley to gather grape rootings for transplant here on the Oasis Road development we now know as San Bernabe Vineyard. Before we head over the hills, though,...