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.
Herb Caen liked to write about how the fog snuck into San Francisco on little cat's feet.
Folks up in Sacramento should take a tip or two from the Manteca Unified School District.
I admit upfront that I have a deep bias when it comes to police.
It was a defining moment.
Here's a prediction for 2009.
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.
I cannot name a Justin Bieber song.
They were crazy. They were reckless. They didn't know what they were talking about. They'd put the community into debt and send everyone into bankruptcy.
I've recently encountered a strange new phenomenon sweeping the community. It goes by several names: "I was never Here-itis" or "Don't use that Quote-emia." Some people stricken by this don't realize for a day or two and then catch "Post Event Regrettia." The personal satisfaction I receive upon getting a phone call or text the next day, the one informing me "I wasn't there – keep me out of the column," is very short-lived. For one, I'm quite adept at reading the room and am not looking to cause collateral damage with this column. Secondly, and ...