I'm usually not one for conspiracies, but the evidence shows that Southern California Edison and the California Public Utilities Commission are in cahoots to destroy the visual landscape of Santa Clarita Valley.
Happy last day of August to the Santa Clarita Valley. I hope everyone is enjoying the official "last" weekend of summer, although school has been in session in the SCV for a few weeks. A special Happy Birthday wish to my husband, Keith, who celebrates his "double nickle" birthday today!
Question: How can one get approval for a 110-student private school in a converted six-bedroom house in Castaic in four to five months without notifying the neighbors or the quisling town council?
The Santa Clara River is a part of of Santa Clarita in more ways than one.
As a kid I often wondered, "If it's called 'Labor Day,' how come everyone gets to be off work?"
As much as I appreciate and respect my third graders' responses when I ask them about their future careers and they provide me with ... firefighter, police officer, teacher, professional basketball player, veterinarian, movie star and president, I know that their minds will likely change several times throughout their school years.
America's in crisis. With an out-of-control national budget deficit, plummeting support from many countries, a U.S. dollar with Third World-country clout, a war on terrorism that is costly and seemingly endless, a government that has at its core pork-barrel spending - is it any wonder we are in the mess we're in?
Labor Day is more than 110 years old, yet it's especially relevant today.
"It's a paradoxical truth that tax rates are too high today, and tax revenues are too low, and the soundest way to raise revenues in the long run is to cut tax rates now."
Son announces big loss in third quarter
Last Wednesday the Los Angeles County Planning Commission approved a controversial senior housing project next to Towsley Canyon Park.
Media from all over the world descended upon Denver last weekend to kick off the 2008 Democratic National Convention. The media party was held at Elitch Gardens, an amusement park in the heart of Denver. The city may have been painted red, white and blue, but Denver was all about being green.
My sister, Cathy Horton Bagnall, recently passed away after a long, stoic battle with Machado-Joseph Disease. Cathy, once active and vibrant, had been reduced by this inherited illness to a life defined by paralysis, wheelchairs and hospital beds.
An American tourist might be appalled by the way police take bribes throughout much of Asia, Africa and Latin America. Local customs in these parts of the world not only permit but condone payoffs to the police.
It was November 1979. I was a major in the U.S. Air Force assigned to the office of the Secretary of Defense and had just been ordered by my boss to report to the Joint Operations Center in the bowels of the Pentagon to join a Crisis Action Team - or CAT, as we called it.
Christmas' respite with feelings of joy, good spirit and warmth of home, hearth and family have passed, and now we face the reality of much uncertainty focused on our families' health care.
By the time you read this column, Christmas will have passed and we will be looking forward to celebrating the New Year.
The year 2013 was a roller coaster of contrasts with some surprises. Here's a best and worst list:
As the new year approaches, many of us in the dimly lit brotherhood of computer clumsoids (and our number is legion) feel the sharp prod of IT experts who blow themselves blue encouraging we Luddites to change passwords once a year like smoke alarm batteries or high school girlfriends or underwear on "Duck Dynasty."
Paul Ryan is now polling first in Iowa for the next presidential election. If Ryan is encouraged by this news, he is not much of a student of recent political history. Polling first in Iowa more than two years prior to the state's overhyped, first-in-the-nation caucuses is a bit like being told by the guy at the convenience store that the lottery ticket he just sold you is the winner. Take it with a huge grain of salt.
I find comfort and inspiration in music -- all kinds of music. So when I see how obsessed the media have become with the 2016 U.S. presidential election -- barely a year after the last one -- I'm reminded of the Steve Miller Band's "Fly Like an Eagle." The chorus goes, "Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin' into the future."
In this season of fighting over the true meaning of the season, I offer my short (and admittedly incomplete) list of things which could make the world a better place all year round:
This just in from the North Pole: Santa says that his home is ice free!
One of the hardest things in life is being ignored, bypassed, or dismissed. We all appreciate being appreciated, and when we contribute we ought to be acknowledged as having been part of making something meaningful happen.
As we look back on 2013, it will likely be remembered as the year the rubber began hitting the road with regards to Obamacare. The failure of the website was epic, but it is minutia compared to the flaws in the law.
In 2013, Santa Clarita continued to rise above the challenges of the Great Recession, helping to build a strong community.
Most Americans have read or heard about the recent tragedy involving two young men in the fatal car crash in the Valencia industrial park here in the Santa Clarita Valley.
This time of year is especially noted for being filled with family gatherings, holiday shopping, gift giving and school vacations. A sense of joy and goodwill permeates our little valley as it does in many communities throughout the world.
At a recent seminar I listened as the presenter explained the social phenomenon now understood as "expanding adolescence." It's quite simple. While in the 1950's the life stage known as adolescence was defined as the 12-18 age period, it is now recognized that adolescence often expands up to 30 years of age. And if you just take a careful look around, you'll see this is no hair-brained idea.