Robert Ortiz is a reasonable man.
Not too many moons ago – before the Internet spawned spam to give junk mail a good name – Congress set up the Postal Service as a separate entity.
There was a time when 24 passenger trains passed through Manteca daily to take you to Stockton or Modesto.
Tears, smiles and hugs were the order of the day in Ripon Saturday as some 200 girls from all over the region picked out prom dresses for their special graduation occasions – without paying a dime for the gowns.
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I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America, and to the republic for which it stands, one nation under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.
We were bicycling down River Road a few years ago when the lady I was with – a deputy with the Dade County Sheriff's Department in Florida – said she wanted to stop for a second.
The young man knocking on my door wanted to know if I knew about the PG&E CARE program and if I wanted to apply.
Snall weeds - fueled by rain and a rise in temperatures - started popping up in the concrete portion of the Wellington Avenue bike path about 10 days ago.
When's it OK to wear pajamas out in public?
Phil Waterford couldn't sleep.
I shed no tears for the University of California at Davis student showing her "wounds" to a KCRA-TV camera that she received from police after she and others disobeyed repeated lawful orders to disperse and stop blocking city streets and attempting to advance onto Interstate 80 in a bid to close it down.
Half a block from where youngsters frolic in Library Park's interactive water play feature when the weather warms is an ominous looking storefront.
Not too long ago someone asked me why I had started a conversation with a younger gentleman who had stopped by the office with a press release by referring to him as "sir."
The Manteca City Council – contrary to anyone's expectations – is not the Federal Reserve Board. Nor are they, thank goodness, Congress.
He seemed a nice enough of a young man.
Old-fashioned Americana, some claim, is passé.
The world isn't just about you or I.