Tuesday is the day set aside for lovers.
Mostly excerpts of columnists published in The Madera Tribune.
One morning after Mass, a little boy supposedly announced, “Mom, I want to be a priest when I grow up!”
The cat and the dog at our house have a mutual dislike of each other, characterized by loud barking, sinister hisses and an ever-present threat of
The year was 1903, and the young Italian was headed to Madera from Firebaugh.
"Chances Are." A pretty good song by Johnny Mathis, but when it came to raising some much needed funds for local Marine Cpl.