My late father, a European-trained physician, did everything himself without benefit of nurses, clerical staff or drafty assembly-line consultation cubicles.
By now, most of us have heard of the terrible tragedy that happened in Santa Barbara before Memorial Day. A very confused young man committed a series of violent acts that resulted in the deaths of six college students.
You're familiar with the noise America has heard for a long time. It will continue, but it's easily unmasked.
The official arrival of summer is just weeks away. If you listen closely, you will soon be able to hear kids all over town chanting that classic phrase: "school's out for summer!"
Pulled out the paper this bright Monday morning and started reading. Of course, I have my bagel with strawberry cream cheese, oat bran cereal and tall glass of orange juice at the ready. I know how to start my holiday day.
While I was not yet living when it was fought, World War II has shaped so much of the world in which I have lived. It framed the whole idea of valor and courage and sacrificial service. And it wasn't only those who served in uniform who experienced the war, and felt that they played a vital part in bringing about a good and swift conclusion to it. In truth, we were a nation at war. Soldier and civilian were on the same team, working for a common goal, with mutual respect and honor.
I have watched helplessly in recent weeks and months with a growing sense of alarm, fearing that our generation is witnessing the death of one of the most vital pillars of liberty: the freedom of individual thought and the free exchange of ideas. While it's true that the First Amendment only protects people from government reprisals for speaking freely, social media and mass media lynch mobs are just as much a danger in a free society as any oppressive government.
Memorial Day is almost here and that means a three-day weekend for most Americans. The annual holiday in honor of the brave men and women who've died serving our country to keep us safe and free is also considered the unofficial start of summer! Flags will be raised in honor of those we've lost, while families and friends will gather for backyard barbeques, lawn games, and poolside fun.
Followers of this column know that five weeks ago my daughter Katie was struck by a motorcycle in India. Katie suffered severe traumatic brain injury; required emergency cranial surgery, was comatose two days, spent six days in the ICU, and subsequently required 16 further days of hospitalization to recover sufficiently well for the 24 hour jet trip back home. Landing at LAX, Katie immediately spent two days at UCLA for a thorough work up, followed by one month of outpatient cognitive and occupational rehab. Five days ago, virtually fully recovered,
Gun owners are passionate about their guns, and there's nothing wrong with that – but wouldn't it be refreshing if they were just as passionate about reducing all the needless deaths caused by gun violence every single year?
My wife is taking a photography class over at COC right now. This is actually rather humorous since she often sees one of our sons on campus who is also a student.
In my little world I often hear guys musing about their legacy.
Just as their households must, Californians expect their state government not only to live within its means, but to work in a bipartisan way for the benefit of all.
All Californians are being called on to protect one of our state's most precious resources, water.
One of the most profound rights we have as citizens is the right to petition. The First Amendment of our Constitution "prohibits Congress from abridging or prohibiting the right of the people ... to petition the government for a redress of grievances."
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.
I have written in this column in the past that I support illegal immigration. This position has earned me the ire of my fellow conservatives.
Kathy Norris of the Valley Industry Association paid me a visit a few weeks ago as part of a local business survey.
The political world is never static. The never-ending battles for power, prestige, policy and the perceived moral high ground are endless and endlessly fascinating.
If you've been to Castaic Lake recently, you may have noticed you're seeing a lot more of the launch ramp than usual. These days, that launch ramp is loooooong.
Part of the joy, and most of the misery, of my job as a pastor is being with folks when they in trouble, surrounded by the carnage of poor choices, and facing what appear to be insurmountable obstacles.
As a Muslim-immigrant to the United States of America, I find special meaning in the Fourth of July, an occasion symbolizing the struggle for freedom.
By now, the phrase "Respect is a Two-Way Street" may be a familiar one to Santa Clarita residents. That's because this is the main message behind the city's new safety campaign to help keep bicyclists, motorists and pedestrians safe on our roadways.
Undoubtedly by now you have observed the rather casual manner in which our president responds to each new scandal that pops up - and they do keep popping up.