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.
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.