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.
Black History Month has passed, but I remain inspired by Martin Luther King Jr.'s dream that we would not be judged by the color of our skin, but by the content of our character.
The record dry year we are in has been in the news. Primarily the editorials and citizen feedback have been calls for more conservation.
It is a rare occasion that I write nice things about a Republican politician. Very rare.
I wasn't expecting an ethics lesson when I turned on the Winter Olympics, but one jumped out at me anyway.
Over the past decade, Safe Action For the Environment Inc., the city of Santa Clarita and other community leaders have battled to save Soledad Canyon from the planned Cemex mega-mine, seeking cancellation of two 10-year contracts in which 56 million tons of aggregate would be extracted from the proposed mine site just outside Santa Clarita city limits.
As most readers know by now, I am in the midst of finishing out my last few weeks as a Santa Clarita City Council member.
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."
Editor's note: The following column was written in response to a news story reporting that Gov. Jerry Brown, after touring California counties to determine effects of prisoner realignment, declared, "I can report ... that realignment is working."
The United States government recently launched the Ahmadiyya Muslim Caucus chaired by veteran Republican Congressman Frank Wolf.
The world as we see it in our own eyes can be stressful, enigmatic, or blessed. Mine is a wonderful place to be.
Let me let you in on a joke I recently experienced.