Thank God for people like Quincy McClain and the dedicated volunteers who have devoted their Friday evenings this summer to mentoring kids.
I like bicycling, especially going downhill at 45 mph.
Caltrans is toying with an idea to allow advertising on the hundreds of electronic message signs along California freeways such as those along the Highway 120 Bypass.
The folks who are hell-bent on pursuing what would be a national takeover of your healthcare are now turning their guns on insurance companies.
It is time to revisit East Yosemite Avenue traffic flow.
Several years ago, a young mother stood directly behind me at the check-out line at the grocery store.
Grandmother thought it was a sign of the end of civilization when women started wearing hair curlers in public.
It was a defining moment.
Manteca's landscaping bulbs – depending upon your disposition - are either blasted annoyances impeding travel or blessed additions beautifying the streets.
hellion (heyen) n. informal: a rowdy, mischievous, or troublemaking person, esp. a child in a restaurant
"Life's a dance you learn as you go" – Part of the chorus to John Michael Montgomery's song "Life's a Dance."
If there is a merciful deity, there is a special spot reserved in hell for those who abuse the privilege of chewing bubble gum in public.
The Titanic should have taught us all a lesson. When the ship of state hits an iceberg, it's the rich and powerful to the lifeboats first while the rest of us are left scrambling around like a bunch of trapped rats on a sinking ship.
I get it now.
Saturday, an angel incarcerated for 556 years finally saw the light of day.
I became a Manteca resident 24 years ago this week.
They call it the green room.
There are 23,000 students in Manteca Unified.
She was a young lady, perhaps in her 20s.
Bert Fuller was fuming.
Manteca, I love thee for . . .
Manteca's future is much too important to leave in the hands of engineers and textbook planners.
Maddy Hudson already earned her ticket to Hollywood.
Joanne Jamerson is a vibrant, engaging, caring, thoughtful, classy, and wise lady.
I had reached the tipping point.
It doesn't take a high-paid consultant to tell you where the next community park is going in Manteca so why bother with a park master plan?
Do you want a killer on the streets?
Early February in the Northern San Joaquin Valley can drive you crazy if you let it.
Ready for the ultimate fish fry?
It's only fitting to start your diatribe about how racist the school system is by making a racist statement of your own.