My first ride in a helicopter was terrifying.
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Did you refrain from buying more house than you could afford?
Manteca is getting ready to wade into the cesspool known as protectionism.
I'm almost proud to say that I live in America's most miserable city.
The days of chain stores spreading like wildfire across the American landscape are coming to an end.
I've been blessed these past two years.
A long time ago
I don't like the idea of a penny increase in sales tax. I am not wild about an additional 12-cent a gallon tax on gasoline. Nor does the thought of increasing the annual vehicle license fees over 70% thrill me.
Valentine's Day and "Love" are totally synonymous.
Faith in ourselves and not a magic $3 trillion pill is going to help pull our neighbors and communities out of the downward spiral caused by those who enthusiastically answered the siren song of the seven deadly sins.
The e-mail was short and sweet.
Yesterday, I wrote about Nadya Sureman's controversial decision to allow the implantation of multiple embyos in a quest for maximum fertility and a very large family. She'll get to explain her motives more thoroughly tomorrow. Her interview will air on the Today Show tomorrow, and Tuesday on Dateline. Meanwhile, her doctor is under investigation for stretching the limits of reproductive ethics, guaranteeing huge hospital bills, and jeopardizing the safety both of the mother and of her gestating babies.
"The rich are different than you and I." – From the book "The Great Gatsby" by Scott Fitzgerald
I don't quite know when it all started.
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.
It looks like rain is coming.
I love junk food! I'm not talking a casual fondness for a fistful of Doritos or a mouthful of powered donuts. I'm talking full blown, passionate love, for deep fried chicken, cheeseburgers and French fries, supreme pizzas with extra thick crust and a pound of shredded cheese scattered over chunks of sausage and pepperoni. Washed down by a mug of ice cold soda, followed by a jumbo scoop of vanilla ice cream with hot fudge drizzled on top. Do you get the picture? I love junk food!
The Resurrection is the greatest hope and anchor in our modern day society. In this morally dark world that we live in, the light of the truth still shines the brightest. Though some would like to discredit it, in their discrediting, it proves it all the more that the Resurrection is true.
It draws attention.
Bernie Brown is a true gentleman in the restaurant business. He has always made his guests feel very special and comfortable.
Orem is a tidy city at the base of the Wasatch Range.
Long, long ago in a Manteca far, far away, I'm told of the 25-cent haircut. Even as a young boy in the 1970s that seemed to be the greatest bargain ever. During my childhood, Manteca offered a few spots; Dan's Barber Shop and Sadies come to mind. All the women in my family went to Sadies, which is why I wouldn't.
There is a special bond that exists between father and youngest son in the Goatcher household, and it almost always reaches a crescendo about this time of the year.
It was driving Sawyer slightly crazy.
There is a connection between being allowed to carry a concealed weapon and national security, but it isn't what you think.
I had bonked the previous day on Sonora Pass on a 90-degree day. It was the sixth day of a fully loaded touring bicycling trip with two teen boys. I was carrying 80 pounds of gear and supplies on my touring bicycle. They were on racing bicycles with just handlebar bags. The object was to crisscross seven major Sierra passes in seven days. The previous day we had crested Tioga Pass and were headed to Topaz Lake via Sonora Pass before tackling Monitor Pass and heading home to Lincoln.
Love is in the air.
Curtiss Beyers was lured onto the dance floor by the opening beat of the opening number of Thursday's special-needs Valentine's Day Dance.