Today, I reach the mid-century point of my life. This offers a great time to take stock and look back to see what I have done in my life to make a difference.
I enjoyed reading the article in The Signal's Senior Living section yesterday (March 16) entitled "Knit together with love."
A trip to a Board of Supervisors meeting in downtown Los Angeles is never a pleasant experience for the public. It means a day off work, a long drive in traffic, usually about an hour and a half from Santa Clarita and a hefty parking fee. A long wait faces the intrepid traveler before the agenda item is heard. Then finally, the resident is granted the opportunity to speak to a supervisor who is not listening because he is having a conversation at the dais with someone else.
It's Lent, and our congregation is collectively reciting the Nicene Creed. Without warning, four pews forward, he collapsed. From standing tall with voice strong, he buckled. His wife caught his fall, guiding him to a supine position on the pew. I, and others rushed forward to aid.
It has been just 52 days since President Obama took the oath of office and began implementing the secret Democratic plan to destroy the United States, create a socialist welfare state and use the powers of the Vast Left Wing Conspiracy to silence the Vast Right Wing Conclave once and for all.
My Uncle Earl has got to be one of the crustiest fellows I've ever seen. From his thinning mouse-gray hair to his weathered western cowboy boots, Earl's features speak to a life of difficult lessons and hard-earned wisdom. Earl's time in the Marine Corps taught him to be tough under fire and not mince words. He also knows the price that men have paid to make us all free.
My love affair with newspapers is a life-long obsession that runs deep. All I know is newspaper work. I've managed circulation drives, operated a Compugraphic typesetter, sold advertising, done layout in the days of waxing machines and pica poles, been a news system IT trainer and now - a journalist.
The major media treats us to a plethora of so-called "headline" economic indicators on a daily basis.
Maybe it's because I was born during the Depression and we were poor, but I have a hard time - a very hard time - getting rid of anything that once had value. Maybe I'll need it again.
Not just Christians and Jews, but also Muslims, Buddhists, Hindus and the followers of many other religions believe in values like peace, respect, tolerance and dignity. These are values that bring people together and enable us to build responsible and solid communities.
Spring officially began on Friday, and it sure seems to be busting out all over the Santa Clarita Valley these days. However, it looks like winter is paying us one last blast. That's fine with me, spring is lovely, but I love winter.
Entertainment of the year
After months of construction, the city of Santa Clarita will officially open its new state-of-the art skate park to the public March 27 at 3:30 p.m.
Santa Clarita is a valley of natural beauty, endless trails and pristine parks. I see Santa Claritans out everywhere: biking, hiking, running, playing, reveling in our good fortune to live in such an ideal climate surrounded by stunning mountains and sacred trees.
So - after enjoying a peaceful night's sleep in your virtually crimeless neighborhood, you drive your big SUV down our wide, landscaped roads, dropping kids off at our well-managed public schools, continuing your way down Caltrans-maintained highways to your job building widgets for the latest government fighter plane or public project. Listening to Rush Limbaugh in the morning, you consider how superior your anti-government, conventional-wisdom conservatism is. But maybe you're having some doubts.
Can any of us imagine - right here in Santa Clarita - a mom and her children sleeping in their car? It may sound unbelievable, but they are coming to Single Mothers Outreach for help. In the last two weeks, I have talked with seven families that were homeless or about to become homeless.
In January of this year, I was invited to be a part of a trade delegation visiting Shenzhen, a city in China. The trip was being organized by a gentleman who had worked at the county's economic trade council and had now moved on to greener pastures.