A cherished friend, Ronn Dominici, held true to his promise while I was recuperating in the hospital. “I’ll take you to your desert anytime you are ready,” he said.
Thoughts on happenings in the city of Madera.
After Wednesday’s catbox and a not too flattering item about the Chicago Cubs, this columnist received a few emails from distraught Cubs fans, and a message (via her husband, Galen) from longtime Cubby (not
Well, that long, long, too long season known as baseball has begun.
I recently saw a man on the boob-tube wearing camouflage and spouting how home militias not only will save our country, but return rule, to paraphrase his words, “to a certain race of people as it was during
This may sound like a Red Line item, but at least you know who it is from and not someone anonymous.
Senior stroll or fun over 50. This scribe is old enough (barely) to remember my gal and I doing “the Stroll” (by the Diamonds) at high school dances, the Rainbow Ballroom and a few other venues.
Like a leprechaun hiding in deep clover, St. Patrick’s Day snuck up on me Monday morning.