There was a time not too long ago that Manteca's permit process for new development and the little guy read like a script for a B-grade horror flick.
It was reported last Thursday that Walter Cronkite is seriously ill and "not expected to recuperate."
"We're going to do badly in school next year because there are going to be more kids in my classroom." – Words of an elementary student on a San Francisco TV station news report.
Bank robbers aren't nearly as brazen as some of the lawyers that represent them.
There are those who have lost faith in California.
Michael Jackson died this week.
"Well, that's two. Wonder who'll be the third…" said a lone voice in the Manteca locker room. We were standing there in reverent silence before the Fox News Broadcast of Farrah Fawcett's death. It was Thursday.
California is $24 billion in the hole and slipping.
I read Dennis Wyatt's column ("Now that they've laid off 209 teachers, what is Manteca Unified doing next?" – Friday, June 26, 2009) and wanted to make you aware of the correct dollar amounts and restrictions to those dollars as I believe the premise of your opinion was based on some inaccurate information.
Nancy Teicheira gets it. Manuel Medeiros gets it. Rex Holiday gets it.
I'm not normally a big fan of creating more commissions or another layer of government but it would seem Manteca would be well-served if the City Council appointed a Green Commission.
Dirty Harry – a creation of Hollywood – could not thrive in the real San Francisco as an inspector.
An iPod costs as much as a dental exam and cleaning.
I drove to Lodi Saturday without having to go through government checkpoints.
Passing gas could one day become a criminal act.
Ever walk down a city street and come across the "emissions" from a horse?
Hobby Lobby is closed on Sundays.
The time has come to stop treating home builders as if they are the most essential part of Manteca's economy.
"I urge, then, first of all, that requests, prayers, intercession and thanksgiving be made for everyone." – 1 Tim. 2:1
Justice and the law are not interchangeable.
Manteca's Every 15 Minutes Program's 6th annual Shrimp Feed will take place on Saturday, March 22, at the MRPS Hall, 133 N. Grant Street in Manteca. Social hour starts at 5 p.m., while an all-you-can-eat-shrimp dinner with pasta, salad and dessert will be served at 6:30 followed by a raffle at 8 and DJ playing until midnight. Don't worry about driving home though, a safe and sober ride home will be available. Tickets are $35 each. For more info about the event go to http://community.mantecabulletin.com/events/detail/12758/
"You throw like a girl."
"Tony" - not his real name - likes his bosses and his jobs. He doesn't want his name used because he doesn't want to sound like he's complaining. He says he knows he has it better than a lot of people but still he's frustrated. Plus he's also not too sure if it is a good thing that employers know that he's actively looking for another job.
Civil discourse – an American tradition that seems to have suffered as society has become more impersonal – is back. Well, kind of back.
Crab feeds are almost over; it's time to get your grub on with corned beef and cabbage! The Manteca Council #88 Young Men Institute is hosting a corned beef and cabbage dinner at the St. Anthonys Cafeteria today. The cost is $10 for adults and $6 for children, and you don't have to buy a ticket – simply pay at the door. Takeout dinner is available from 4:30 p.m., sit-down dinner is at 5.
Twenty miles from the heart of San Jose you will find two things that contrast sharply with its image as the Capital of the Silicon Valley.
Cold water salmon and the Delta smelt.
Willie Weatherford is not the Great Wizard of Restaurants.
Have you ever sat down to spend time with God and found yourself struggling because you don't feel "spiritual" enough? Your mind is cluttered. The external noises around you are distracting. You make every effort to sound sincere in your prayers, yet your feelings don't line up. And soon, your thoughts drift to wondering how you will ever be able to sense His presence.