When I meet people for the first time who know me only through this column, I initially must clarify that I have received no money for these weekly ramblings over the past 12-some years.
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Last month, I presented my view that our legislature in Sacramento is dysfunctional on fiscal matters. One problem, among other reasons, is that our elected officials tend to vote on party lines rather than on the individual merits of any given budget issue.
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.
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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.
This column is not about repealing Obamacare. It's about having some real health care reform accomplished by using today's technology.
I am becoming convinced we don't think thinking is worth the trouble.
Emergencies are stressful and difficult to think about. But we've just had a couple of earthquakes, very close by, so now is an excellent time to think about preparedness.
For decades, the debate over gun control has raged through the body politic of this country.
In the past few months, there has been increasing criticism about the support of the arts here in Santa Clarita.
Sometimes things we hear all the time can slowly creep into our belief system as though they were true. But, as a general rule, most general rules generalize truth to the place where they are untrustworthy.
Watch the debates. Read the mailers. Everyone running for the Santa Clarita City Council in the April 8 election - right down to the last one of the 13 candidates fighting over three seats - wants the support of our local seniors.
Sometimes it is difficult to assess qualifications one needs to do a job. I have always felt a surgeon requires not only intellect, but should have hand-eye coordination to at least catch a football.
With a City Council election nearing, it is time for a change at City Hall. Councilwomen Weste and McLean are up for re-election. After 13 years on the council, it is time to send both women packing and thank them for their service.
Two weeks ago, I submitted my paperwork with the Registrar of Voters to become an official candidate for Congress.
Every now and again, life itself interrupts what we think or hope life should be and rudely reminds us that we are not as in control as we believe we are.
I remember seeing a poster somewhere proclaiming "Readers are Leaders." Certainly the basic truth here is evident, but I greatly fear there is need for some additional specificity. I'd vote for expanding it to say "Readers who read the right things are leaders."
Congress missed another opportunity to curb the outrageous spending that is taking place in Washington. The tense political climate prevented a prolonged but necessary debate on the debt ceiling.
Years ago, city leaders pushed to pass the open space initiative, buying land around our city to prevent development and maintain scenery.
As a longtime Santa Clarita resident and a real estate professional, I know the importance of community. Santa Clarita is home to several vibrant neighborhoods, each with its own identity.