Opinion

Is it over? Can we come out yet? Have all the candidates finished telling us what we want or need or what we have to tithe to the campaign? What a long trip it has been from when they were persecuting Mr. Trump until...

To the Editor: The Jan. 6 hearings have wound down for the moment, but I won’t forget what I learned — that what happened that day wasn’t an isolated attack on our Capitol. It’s part of an ongoing criminal conspiracy to undermine our freedom to...

I suppose that today I should write something about how messed up our government is, but I think that would be too easy. There is no use in restating my thoughts about how miserable it is being run right now. If you read anything...

Election Day 2024 is in 19 days and I have already marked my ballot, sealed it in the postage paid envelope and have it setting here atop my little work table. Today, I will deposit it in the ballot box located at the south...

I am a senior citizen. There is no getting around that, no matter how much I attempt to mitigate the fact. I know this because of what society tells me with progressive programs, private sector directives and legislations starting with age 55 years when...

I must have missed the memo that day. It was an important one; the one that informed me that there would be no power at my house for three days. Perhaps it went to my husband’s phone and not my own, but somehow said...

To the Editor: Suicide is one of the most challenging societal issues of our time, claiming more lives than war, murder and natural disasters combined. Per the Center for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC), suicide rates increased approximately 36% between 2000 and 2021. Suicide was...

Let me tell you about a local organization. They number upwards of 70 members who sponsor or involve themselves in everything from maintenance of forest trails to acting as parking monitors for Laguna Seca races to assisting Santa Claus and his helpers in making...

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...

Even as I am feeling sad inside my head, louder I hear her voice … “Oh for crying out loud, sister” or words to that effect. “It’s been blooming four years! Time to let me go and think about more interesting things.” I wish...