Honey Crisp. Gala. Fuji. Pink Lady. Jazz. Butterfly. Granny Smith.
For years, there were those who contended the event in Manteca in 1989 that had the longest lasting impact was the controversial split City Council decision to say no to Yellow Freight. The freight firm wanted to convert residential land near what is today Woodward Park into a massive freight terminal.
The first inkling that Sierra High was about to raise the bar a notch or two came in the form of probably the biggest sign ever seen in these parts at a high school football game.
Shelly Andrade is a new arrival in Manteca from Las Vegas.
"Fresno looks like Detroit. It's awful." - Republican governor hopeful Meg Whitman's remarks to the San Jose Mercury News
On Tuesday afternoon a young lady stopped by the Manteca Chamber of Commerce office.
Arriving at his dorm recently after coming home for the weekend, my son found himself in a bind. He forgot his text books at home. At first, he asked if we could mail them to him at the university. But he soon found a convenient and inexpensive solution to his dilemma.
It is amazing how our tolerance of the homeless and their "victimless" criminal acts increases significantly the farther we are from them.
Say what you want about Jerry Brown, but when Proposition 13 passed in 1978 he did what he was supposed to do as governor - he did his best to implement it.
Is California going bankrupt?
Roger Brooks stopped by Manteca three years ago.
Who do you trust - PG&E or the government?
This is an apology.
I was taking pictures of congressional candidate David Harmer and taking down notes of his speech at the same time when I noticed something happening behind him.
You can disagree with Frank Aquila's politics but you can't dispute one fact – the South San Joaquin County Republicans that he founded is a true grassroots organization.
Old-fashioned Americana, some claim, is passé.
The world isn't just about you or I.
Martha Grisham was truly a big part of Manteca's heart and soul through much of her 91 years before she passed away on Christmas Eve.
Pain is relative. In my case it's a first cousin.