Bill Perry stood outside the main entrance to the shuttered Spreckels Sugar plant 11 year s ago this March.
Thank you, President Obama.
Gophers don't have a thing on me.
It may come down to this: Manteca Unified either has to cut everyone's pay, eliminate all transportation or put Lathrop High on ice.
Hello there again. It's been quite a while since we've met on this page. In fact it was in December, just before I had my last heart attack. Yup, I said heart attack. Boy, I don't like those much. I am getting way too experienced with them. But there is good news that I will share with you shortly.
If there ever was a man who was a true blue East Union fan with Lancer red flowing in his veins it was Maurice "Augie" Agostini.
I can still remember the weekly reading pamphlets in my fourth-grade class.
The San Fernando Valley. The Inland Empire. San Jose. The East Bay.
Ambrosia apples are without a doubt the best tasting apples I've ever had.
Manteca may be at the epicenter of the foreclosure meltdown triggered by liar loans and fueled by greed, but we're still enjoying the good life.
The elaborately detailed writing on the envelope that arrived at my parent's house addressed to me had me baffled at first.
The story in Wednesday's Manteca Bulletin about a fight at a weekend party, which reportedly involved an off-duty Manteca police officer and his high-school-senior son, ended with the following paragraph:
Those slamming two of the current council members - Mayor Willie Weatherford and John Harris - for the lack of a dog park in Manteca are barking up the wrong tree.
It's time to protect the franchise.
I was feeling a bit nostalgic today upon catching a re-airing of the 1989 American League Championship Series featuring the Oakland Athletics against the Toronto Blue Jays.
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?
Tostadas! Good Shepherd Mission's 34th annual Tostada Dinner is Sunday, March 2, from 4 to 7 p.m. at the Good Shepherd Mission, 305 E. French Camp Road. Tickets are $9 for adults and $6 for children. For information, call 209.983.8829.
There is no Hispanic on the Manteca Unified School District board. There is also not an Asian-Pacific Islander trustee.
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.