The holiday countdown is now at single digits. Hanukkah begins tonight at sundown, Christmas is a mere four days away and Kwanzaa begins Friday. I rather think the British and the Canadians have it nicely thought out with Boxing Day celebrated on the day after Christmas. The day after Christmas should be a holiday! Happy Hanukkah, Merry Christmas and Joyous Kwanzaa!
Menorah lighting at Town Center Mall
Chris Dickerson changed my outlook. The unapologetic liberal and Baltimore transplant who served in the capacity of Signal city editor during the late 1990s, at one of our several lunches at the Way Station, opened my eyes to an epiphany.
This letter should have been written years ago, when the incident that prompts its belated publication took place.
"The only thing we have to fear is fear itself."
A local Democratic activist confided to me several months ago that his own dear mother told him, "America is not ready for a black president."
It's now less than two weeks until Halloween ... though with the recent ups and downs on Wall Street it seems we've had plenty of scary stuff to keep us awake at night!
The Wine Affair
In the digital world, people's need to access real-time information transcends simply 24-hour national and world news sources and must include local happenings.
We fled the San Fernando Valley - unfortunately theft, drugs and prostitution moved into our neighborhood, and we just didn't feel as though we were safe anymore.
Just as there were a lot of hushed conversations about the election, people now mutter about the financial bailouts. We stand off to the side and speak quietly. We watch the news of families struggling, losing their jobs and homes.
I was struck by CNN correspondent Campbell Brown's recent column in which she recommends that Barack Obama be more forthright with the American people about his connection to thoroughly disgraced Illinois Gov. Rod Blagojevich.
I'm greedy when it comes to Christmas presents. And this year, I wanna give more presents than anyone else gives.
I was recently talking with a friend about Washington's (the Democrat-controlled House and Senate) latest approach to solving all our problems with the massive automaker bailout legislation.
All around the Santa Clarita Valley, shopping centers are decked out in their seasonal best with colorful decorations and a lot of holiday cheer. If you are looking to jump right into the holiday spirit this year, we encourage you to catch a ride aboard the city's festively decorated trolley to make the rounds at a few Santa Clarita shopping centers, free of charge.
When Rodents Attack. Sounds like a Discovery Channel end-o'-the-world special. Actually, it's the latest chapter in the ongoing Santa Clarita saga of Yuppies vs. Rodents.
Our baby, Caleb, is now 14 years old. He plays football over at Hart High and has grown about three feet in two months.
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."
I read Gary Horton's April 30 column on his experience with the Affordable Care Act ("American Medicine has become a joke") and decided to share a story.
In every ordered and civilized society the rule of law plays an essential role. Given that human nature is too often selfish and sometimes even cruel, laws are enacted to declare the boundaries between right and wrong. Laws form the lens through which society views the actions of those individuals who choose to live in the group.
Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction.
Someone has rightly said that a true friend is one who walks in when everyone else is walking out. In most areas of life, tragedy and trial bring truth to the surface. Your true character is best seen in the worst of situations, when the façade falls away and you no longer can hide who you are. When it comes to friendships, hard times bring out the reality of the relationship.
Ever since I moved to Santa Clarita nearly 28 years ago, I've always appreciated our community's clean streets, wide open spaces and active lifestyle.
In the 1976 movie "Network," Peter Finch delivers the famous line, "I'm mad as hell and I'm not going to take it anymore."