Christmas was a quiet one in the Doud household — except for the odd rustling sound. It occurred when I unwrapped a gift of socks.
A mostly humorous, sometimes serious, reflection on life in Madera, California, by the publisher of The Madera Tribune.
It probably won’t happen in the lifetime of anyone presently living, but at some point the United States will have to move its capital from Washing
As I write this, my mind is on something in our refrigerator at home — a jar of pickled herring.
It was maybe 30 years ago, on a Christmas Eve, and I was ready to go home. It had been a long day.
A lot of people who don’t have any money in the game, including movie stars, newspaper columnists and television commentators, are outraged that So