It is Ripon's Frontage Road to nowhere. It runs under the Wilma Avenue overpass and ends abruptly at the Ripon Christian High campus.
We had just turned off Highway 395 outside of Lee Vining and onto Highway 120 heading west toward lofty Tioga Pass at 9,934 feet.
Sometimes being old can be an advantage.
Finally there's a clear vision for downtown.
Normally I do not get into commenting on remarks left on the Manteca Bulletin's website.
A common sight in the waiting rooms at most hospitals and health care facilities are the number of people wearing N95 respirators.
Money – or the absence thereof – isn't just the root of all evil. It also has a wonderful way of clouding people's perspectives.
Imagine if the federal government were in charge of Halloween.
Claus Spreckels must be laughing his head off up there in Sugar Land.
It's been almost 10 years since I went through the lunch line at Sierra High School – where it wasn't uncommon for me to grab a cheeseburger, fries, and a coke.
Send your congressman a congratulatory note.
Editor, Manteca Bulletin,
If pain is relative, then it must be one of my first cousins.
Lincoln in Placer County where I grew up is much like Manteca when it comes to old and new neighborhoods.
Aaron is a frustrated trucker.
How do the folks on the space station orbiting earth right now get fresh drinking water?
I admire the Manteca Firefighters Association and their dedication to raising funds for the Muscular Dystrophy Association.
Forget that fences make good neighbors.
I was shocked, saddened, and angered the other day when I read that some crazy guy in Santa Barbara had killed six innocent people before taking his own life.
What does $12.3 million buy?