There is not a day that goes by when I do not think about the one person who made all the difference in my life. And at this time of year, the days seem to be strung together by a seamless, bittersweet preoccupation with yesterday. "Bitter" because death brings the weight of days lost; "sweet" because it somehow refines yesterday's memories to help one see just how good things really were. Those memories then become life's joys and lessons that cannot be spoken of enough, and that are held quietly in the heart.
The Santa Clarita Valley Sheriff's Station opened its doors on May 8, 1972, with Sheriff Coffeen officiating at the ceremony. Explorer Scouts conducted tours of the station and included demonstrations of computerized and expanded traffic record systems. Copies of historic dockets and cases dating back to the early 1900s were on display.
Now here we are in 2008, still in the same building. Though the laws and method of operations have changed to fit our current everyday problems and rising crime, our deputies are better trained and equipped to handle whatever comes their way.
There are two propositions on your June ballot that you will probably need some background on in order to cast an informed vote. These are Propositions 98 and 99.
Proposition 98 is the California Property Owners and Farmland Protection Act, and Proposition 99 is the Homeowners Protection Act. The purpose of both ballot measures is to amend current eminent domain laws to restrict government's use of eminent domain authority.
What a great country this is! Just when it appears that the politically correct leftists are about to exchange our hard-fought American democracy for Third World socialism, the U.S. Supreme Court steps up to save the day.
With the recent surge in gas prices, talk of suspending the federal gas tax is again making the rounds.
'You'll be sorry," was the accurate prediction sounding off from the guys sitting on the barracks' steps as our ragged lot passed by. We were brand new recruits at the U.S. Coast Guard Training Station in Manhattan Beach, in Brooklyn, N.Y. It was early June 1945.
There are two ballot propositions in the upcoming June 3 election that involve state constitutional amendments:
Being Mayor Bob Kellar's campaign consultant, I enjoyed an inside view of the longest council campaign (15 months) in Santa Clarita's history.
Taking pride in the place where you live stems from each individual's sense of personal responsibility and desire for constant improvement.
My favorite time of the year is when the yuccas are in bloom - and blooming they are, right now. Those big, fluffy white flowers look like popcorn on a stick. I find them beautiful and fascinating.
McWilliams image seminar
The vice presidency "isn't worth a bucket of warm p---."
Never judge a book by its cover. You've certainly heard that statement countless times.
Last summer, my wife asked if I thought we needed a gardener to maintain our front and back yards. My answer was a big "No."
The year was 1988 and the Los Angeles Dodgers were playing the mighty Oakland A's in the World Series.
Early in 2007, the California Public Employees Retirement fund invested some $1 billion in the proposed 21,000-unit Newhall Ranch project. The real estate market was beginning to unravel and this project would require massive infusions of cash to cover its many infrastructure needs.
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.