Opinion

To the Editor: This Thanksgiving week should not pass us by without further recognizing the heroics of our Soledad Police Chief Damon Wasson.  In that dreadful incident from last week, where an innocent man lost his life, Chief Wasson made the split decision to put his...

I couldn’t help it, I had to cough. My throat became the most horrendous tickle fest. It was coming; everyone was looking at me. Noooo! Then, once I started, I couldn’t stop. The lady near me swung around in her chair with her latte...

Some years back, not so very many, I was prepared to say that I had done all the traveling my pocketbook would allow and I was content with that until in October of last year an opportunity arose, to wit: money. I had set...

Gambling casinos are sad places. That is the conclusion I have come to after walking through a couple of them yesterday. As I write this, I am in Room 1207 in the Virgin River Casino in Mesquite, Nev. Out my window to the east...

There’s something about being an author that is very addictive. Sometimes you can be midway through the tedious proofing of a manuscript — most writers’ least favorite thing — and already be working on the plot for the next book. Sometimes — as is the...

Have you read any good books lately? I have given up rating films as someone always has a different opinion. However, books are another thing. I’m always looking for good books. “To Kill a Mocking Bird” or “The Yearling” are a couple of books...

Local column by George Worthy

For those of you who read last week’s column, I can honestly tell you I realized who the murderer of Roger Ackroyd was before it was revealed by the author. It was no great feat of detective prowess on my part, no great discerning...

Hello again, dear reader! It’s been the better part of a decade since I was a member of the South County Newspapers crew (now known as New SV Media). I’m happy to return to writing about and photographing the many events and stories of SoMoCo. Those of you...

“No doubt the universe will unfold as it should,” I tell my husband (sort of citing my favorite poem “Desiderata”). This was after we returned home from our neighbor’s place up the hill. Most times you go to neighboring homes and receive tomatoes or...