Guess what? It’s summer time!
Mostly excerpts of columnists published in The Madera Tribune.
A soapbox would have melted in Chicago or Kansas, and just about anyplace else last week in the Midwest and East.
The thrill. The excitement. The severed kidneys and huge horns piercing keisters.
The cat at whose house we live is thinking about rounding up some of her buddies and paying Supervisor Tom Wheeler a visit.
It’s a long way from the squalor of a tiny apartment in East Los Angeles to landing in paradise, but for former Madera star softball players Vaness