Henry Clay Daul-ton, with his 17,000-acre sheep and cattle ranch, represented a powerful political and economic force in the local area.
Madera had the lumber industry’s first flume; no one disputes that fact. What was in dispute was who had the longest one?
When Michael Salvador, one of Sheriff John Anderson’s lieutenants, approached me the other day with his idea for a book, I thought it was a good one.
T hroughout the Roaring Twenties, two themes ran concurrently during that decade of questionable prosperity.
Oscar Cherry’s big, red Chevrolet was chugging west on Route 66 in 1939. Beside him was his wife, Mattie, and crammed inside were three farm employees and several kids.
Little did I know when writing that article a few days ago about the City Council canceling the election in November that I would ever have a story like this one dumped right on my desk as a result.
The pages of Madera’s history are replete with icons, and one of them is Coach Bill McAlister.