Opinion

I have always seen the glass as half full.But at half a tank, the panic sets in. Growing up in Prunedale in the ’70s, my family was probably best described as middle class, at least in that area, and at that time. Dad had a...

Scams have gotten very sophisticated over the years, and the perpetrators are constantly inventing new ways to trick people. Sadly, older adults are frequent targets. Scams targeting people over 60 account for $28.3 billion in annual losses. Shockingly, $20.5 billion of that is likely...

The Pinnacles Film Festival began with a simple question: How do we make space in South Monterey County for people to tell their stories and see them on the big screen? We want local filmmakers to know they can bring their ideas to life...

As the healthcare needs of South Monterey County continue to grow, so do the ways we serve our patients. Part of that commitment is investing in ways to make healthcare fit more naturally into your daily life. That is why I am pleased to share...

There’s a time and a place for everything, or so they say. If you believe in magic, as I do, it could be that you are, on occasion, positioned in exactly the right time and place, where you are supposed to be to make...

Yesterday was the Autumn Equinox and we all have begun a slow descent into darkness, like falling into the inky blackness of a deep well or sinking into sunless ocean depths. We have only 89 days remaining until the Winter Solstice when we feel...

It’s the strangest thing when you are planning a big move — like across the world, not around the corner. You begin to imagine your new life in your new house in your old town in your old country and sometimes your brain can...

I’ve been receiving mailers from AARP for more than 20 years now. In my 30s, I admit I was taken aback and ready to call and complain, but then I decided it must be a system error on their end, so I just threw...

When I made the decision to step away from writing a weekly column, I was sure my reasons were sound. The Monday deadline loomed larger every week until it seemed every column was less a pleasure and more like a date with the gallows....

The week started out in a bizarre fashion, as weeks can. I had what my mother would describe as a “white night,” which means little rest was enjoyed. My dogs were up and down with the calls of the coyotes and neighbor dogs, and...