Being single wasn't so bad. But at the time, I would've given up both my arms and a leg to have a wife like I have now. I would've given up my vision and my hearing. Heck, I would've taken more drastic measures and trashed my prized DVD collection to be with someone.
When I want a different view of the world, I go and visit my friend Libby. Some of you may remember Libby from past articles. Libby drives a BMW, retains a comfortably upper-middle-class lifestyle, and owns a small poodle named Ralphie who wears more bling than some rappers.
Libby lives the good life in Santa Clarita and feels horribly guilty about it. Ralphie doesn't care. He's just happy being a dog.
Patriotism. Nationalism. Militarism. Fascism.
Let's be honest. Who really cares about the judges on a ballot? I'm sure many of us simply guess at or skip the folks listed in the "Judicial" portion of our ballots. Does it matter which lying lawyer gets elected to the bench?
Is the old adage "you can never go home again" actually true?
Baseball is an American tradition that dates back to the 18th century, when amateurs played a baseball-like game by their own informal rules using improvised equipment. In the late 19th century, baseball was widely and officially recognized as the national sport of the United States.
I applaud all the interest in our water quality, and truly hope those wanting more information about the process and timing of the groundwater cleanup contact our water agencies. There is a wealth of information available and it's quite fascinating.
May is gone and June has arrived, bringing graduations, Father's Day and the countdown to Fourth of July. I have a wedding anniversary this month, too. It's hard for me to comprehend that I've been married 30-plus years!
Kudos to good citizens Poole and Shaffery
As of 9 a.m. today, thousands of Santa Clarita Valley residents will be excitedly joining together at Central Park.
If you have ever attended or watched a City Council meeting, you undoubtedly have observed a cast of "usual suspects" who appear when the council is voting on a proposed development. This group opposes virtually every development.
Over the last couple of years something has changed. Before I go any further, let me say the purpose of this op-ed piece is to not talk about the merits of each issue raised - those issues each deserve their own op-ed. Instead, I cite them as an example of the change taking place in Santa Clarita.
An interesting editorial appeared recently in the Los Angeles Times. It was titled "A vote against history" and referenced the Supreme Court decision that upheld Indiana's requirement for voter identification.
It's almost summertime - time for swimming pools, time for beach parties and time for barbecues. My 4-year-old son says it's time for Halloween.
With gas more than $4 per gallon, we are now all looking at ways to conserve or convert our energy use away from this expensive source.
Environmentalists and others have long been concerned about our dependence on oil. Remember the hoopla over the secret energy meetings held among White House higher-ups early in 2000? The rising gas prices were easily predictable, and everyone wanted our government to do something about it. The solution did not lie in secret meetings with energy czars connected to the oil industry.
Mother's Day. Rushing through Pavilions, gathering groceries for our barbecue just one hour before folks hit the front door. Today's menu: burgers and dogs, baked beans, chips and salsa. And we plan to do the burgers up right, what with big beefsteak tomato slices, white onions, crisp lettuce, American cheese - the works.
In just a week, California's citizens will be voting for various political candidates-including individuals who want to serve as superior court judges in Los Angeles County.
I don't usually write consecutive columns about the same topic, but this situation seems to be careening out of control and our government seems impotent to stop it.
I am old enough to remember a time when political arguments revolved around policy differences, and the solutions to the major issues of the day were often hammered out in smoke-filled back rooms.
It is vacation season, and many of us are facing that age-old problem: We find it hard to relax!
Gary Horton's op-ed in The Signal ("Something to which we can all agree," July 9) was on the mark. Yes, this is something to which we can all agree.
A country and its citizens are not safe when the country lacks leadership. When that lack is repeatedly punctuated with one scandal and crisis after another, there is valid reason for grave concern.
In my last column ("The IRS is far from earning back our trust," June 30), I discussed the arrogance and lawlessness of the Obama administration and its bureaucrats, practiced on a scale unprecedented in American history.
Katie sat anxiously in the salon chair this past Tuesday afternoon. We were in Seattle visiting Katie - it was our first visit to see her since she left Southern California after recuperating from a traumatic brain injury she suffered in India.
This past Saturday morning, angry local conservatives gathered on one side of the Valencia Boulevard overpass of Interstate 5 to protest the child immigrants seeking refuge in the United States, and a counter-protest of progressives sympathetic to the plight of these poor kids gathered on the other side of the overpass.
The Signal's opinion piece titled "The high speed rail hoodwink" (Opinion, July 13) recycles many of the myths and misinformation about the California High-Speed Rail Program that have been put forward by opponents.
I learned early the mantra that "hard work pays off." My father was a hard worker and was determined not to have any sons who were slackers.
Does anyone else find it interesting that our Founding Fathers made no mention of establishing a police force to protect the citizenry of the country?
We're finally getting our new street today. It took civic action by many in our neighborhood over the course of two full years, but the city has finally come around and allocated resources to maintain the assets for which we pay the taxes for them to maintain - in the first place.
For more than 15 years, several times a week, I find myself standing in line at the "criminal window" at one of our local county courthouses.
I grew up working odd jobs to earn money. In the winter I would go from house to house with my snow shovel, and in the summer you could find me wheeling my gas lawn mower down the block to service the five families that paid me to mow their lawns weekly. It was a great operation, and kept me in soda, sunflower seeds, and fishing bait throughout my summer vacation from school.
The news has been dominated for several weeks now with coverage of our rapidly deteriorating border security and the influx of children, in particular, traveling alone and coming into our country illegally.