Earlier this week, Leon Emo wrote in his column about the Easter of 1967 and its signaling the beginning of the end of the good times for him in San Francisco. That was the Easter of my 12th year.
Mostly excerpts of columnists published in The Madera Tribune.
(The story until now: Accidents have resulted in two Maderans being taken to the hospital emergency room, where they are joined by ever-busy Father Bob.)
“Arise up quickly. And his chains fell off from his hands.”
— Acts 12:7
Now there seems to be definitive proof that suspended former New Orleans Saints’ defensive coordinator Gregg Williams is a full-blown idiot and borderline criminal ring leader.
We all have heard little rules to live by, and depending on who you are, they may mean a lot to you or not much at all.
It was a bitter-sweet day for the young Italian woman. She was coming to America to be reunited with her husband.
First, let’s begin with the thanks I owe to all the readers who enjoyed my last column about the good times in the City by the Bay in 1967.