Gina M. Roos had every right to be upset after her recent experience at the East Yosemite Avenue McDonald's in Manteca.
With Friday's eighth anniversary of 9/11, it was time once again to ask the annual question: where would we be, had the attacks never taken place?
In a twist on standard benevolence from those in a superior position the California Legislature taketh away and the California Legislature giveth.
I always thought I would make a good loss prevention officer in a retail store, because everything seems to happen right in front of me.
Isn't the name "California Assembly Ethics Commission" an oxymoron?
Thinking of events, times and places led to some of those people in my past that deserve a little recognition, so here goes.
PG&E is about to make you pay for their negligence.
Scads of empty Gatorade bottles littered the practice football at Zuckerman Field.
When the Democrats put out their health care proposals, they made sure not to forget their friends at ACORN, the organization involved in voter fraud throughout America.
Just how did we let drugs get such a destructive hold on our communities?
Our priorities should be kids, not hoarding cash. For many months, we have heard from Manteca Unified District Superintendent Jason Messer that our district is a business.
A punk – and there is no other way to describe whoever did it – spray painted "SUR" on my garage door almost two weeks ago.
The Rev. Mark Rindels no longer shepherds the congregation at Sequoia Heights Baptist Church in Manteca where he was pastor for 17 years.
PG&E doesn't think South San Joaquin Irrigation District is playing fair.
California as a civilized state is a fluke.
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.