There was a good-sized crowd at the perennially popular 43rd annual Holiday Luncheon and Crafts Faire sponsored by the Parent-Teacher Group of St. Anthony's School over the weekend. But I've seen larger crowds. There were years when you had to fight the human traffic just to get to the booths bearing a plethora of truly unique creations.
How much money do you spend a day on housing and basics such as electricity and food on your workdays?
It is Ripon's Frontage Road to nowhere. It runs under the Wilma Avenue overpass and ends abruptly at the Ripon Christian High campus.
We had just turned off Highway 395 outside of Lee Vining and onto Highway 120 heading west toward lofty Tioga Pass at 9,934 feet.
Sometimes being old can be an advantage.
Finally there's a clear vision for downtown.
Normally I do not get into commenting on remarks left on the Manteca Bulletin's website.
A common sight in the waiting rooms at most hospitals and health care facilities are the number of people wearing N95 respirators.
Money – or the absence thereof – isn't just the root of all evil. It also has a wonderful way of clouding people's perspectives.
Imagine if the federal government were in charge of Halloween.
Claus Spreckels must be laughing his head off up there in Sugar Land.
It's been almost 10 years since I went through the lunch line at Sierra High School – where it wasn't uncommon for me to grab a cheeseburger, fries, and a coke.
Send your congressman a congratulatory note.
Editor, Manteca Bulletin,
If pain is relative, then it must be one of my first cousins.
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.
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.
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.
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.