Red Line, green line. Or was that a light in the childhood game?
Thoughts on happenings in the city of Madera.
Number one again. Yes, at the top of the list for dirtiest cities in America is Fresno.
Lost in the fog. Stepping out of my truck in front of Black Bear Diner early yesterday I found myself the only patron a little after 6 a.m.
Pickin’ nits. Maybe, but I try not to do any shopping this time of year in a store that doesn’t at least have one sign that says Merry Christmas.
It had been a wild summer. In fact it had been two wild, eye-opening, inspiring, world-awareness grasping summers in the city.