Editor's note: This column first appeared on May 11, 2003
Editor's Note: This column first ran on Nov. 28, 2002
Remember the good old days?
Before I met Robbie - a lanky, shy sixth grader who attended Sequoia School - I did things like raise money for the Boys & Girls Club because I thought it made sense. It was the right thing to do. It made me feel good. That type of thing.
Last year when I made my annual pilgrimage to my mom's house to watch the New Year's college bowl festival at her neighbor's house, I told her that for the first time in recent memory I was not counting down the days until the calendar could be turned to start a new year because I was anxious to shed myself of the last one. I told her that for once, things had not been too bad and life was all right.
Driving the Highway 120 Bypass is a thrill a minute.
Get ready for PG&E rate hike Armageddon.
Clean air, or perhaps more precisely, environmental perfection is the killer of blue collar head-of-household jobs in the San Joaquin Valley.
Joann Jamerson asked a simple question: Why do I buy a $75 ticket each year to the Manteca Soroptimists' Holiday Affair if I rarely go?
Manteca has sealed the fate of Austin Road residents north of Highway 99.
The man was fast asleep.
Looking for fall foliage?
Here are two questions to ponder:
I saw the kid walking down the sidewalk out of the corner of my eye as I was raking leaves. He was perhaps 9 or 10 years old.
Cold water salmon and the Delta smelt.
Willie Weatherford is not the Great Wizard of Restaurants.
Have you ever sat down to spend time with God and found yourself struggling because you don't feel "spiritual" enough? Your mind is cluttered. The external noises around you are distracting. You make every effort to sound sincere in your prayers, yet your feelings don't line up. And soon, your thoughts drift to wondering how you will ever be able to sense His presence.
On the 7th column he restedPhew, how did Pat O' Leary do it?! I'm only seven columns in and my index finger is sore, an unfortunate circumstance of being a chicken pecker that never learned to type.
Southern Californians have a tendency to have a smug attitude toward water.
Ron Burns did not grow up to become a mass murderer.
If you want to eat out, support your community while doing so. Start your weekend right with the St. Anthony's Young Men Institute's fish fry on Friday, March 7, with takeout from 4:30 to 7 p.m. and sit-down dinner from 5:30 to 7:30 p.m. at the St. Anthony's School cafeteria. Tickets are only $12 for adults and $6 for children 12 and under!
The advent of Lent always brings to mind Father William Delaney, former pastor of St. Anthony of Padua Parish in Manteca.
RIPON – For months, Riley Simmons has been kept indoors and under close supervision while she underwent treatment for a brain tumor.
Editor's Note: Susan McCreath has been selected to participate in the Year of You, a fitness challenge hosted by The Manteca Bulletin and CORE Athletic Performance. McCreath will keep a weekly journal, highlighting the strides and struggles of her fitness journey. These are her thoughts and feelings shared with you.
America is about to get another harsh lesson in easy money.
Once upon a time in a land called Acetnam lived a little red hen.
The California DMV, in its infinite wisdom, has issued me a five-year extension to my driver's license.
The almond trees are blossoming, the bees are buzzing – and garbage and dogs are being dumped in the countryside. Nothing says Ansel Adams or Thomas Kinkade springscape like a 26-inch broken Zenith lying next to an old dresser by the side of the road. It seems every year around this time, someone's spring cleaning discards become a part of rural Manteca. Do people not know about the dump? Or the fact that the city will come to your house once a year for large disposals?