I am either completely crazy or crazy like a fox.
My first ride in a helicopter was terrifying.
Want a real story of hope?
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 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.
The kid looked guilty.
Money is what is wrong with public education.
President Barack Obama is no FDR.
It is with a heavy heart that I write this week's column. The unexpected loss of family member Janet Teicheira on Friday morning has left us in a state of mourning and disbelief. Janet is my father's first-cousin; they were a few months apart in age. That fact alone made her much more an aunt than a cousin. Being part of a large Portuguese family, you are taught generational respect at an early age. The Teicheiras of my dad's generation (the third in Manteca are more like aunts and uncles and the generation above them were revered ...
Crab feeds are far from over, and on Saturday, Feb. 15, you can eat as much crab as you want at the fifth annual crab feed fund-raiser for St. Anthony's School in the school gymnasium, 323 N. Fremont Ave. Kicking off the evening will be a wine and cheese tasting at 5 p.m. (back by popular demand), followed by dinner at 6:30 plus a no-host bar, dessert auction, live and silent auctions, music, and dancing. Tickets are $50 apiece. For more info contact the school office at 823-4513.
How does planting trees in Georgia reduce air pollution in California?
The mountains in our lives are much more challenging to summit than Mission Peak, that's for sure.
Three hots and a cot.
CVS drug stores will no longer going to sell cigarettes after Oct. 1.
He is about 6 feet tall and as sturdy and tough as a Redwood.
The details that matter aren't public yet in the Great Wolf negotiations.