As I mentioned in a recent column, my wife and I are closely following the Arizona Diamondbacks this season.
Los Angeles County, the nation’s most populated with more than 10 million residents, is in an emergency state, per Gov. Jerry Brown’s declaration.
My sister visited us from Sun City Grand recently.
It’s an old story, freshened anew by Hurricane Harvey: Republicans profess to hate “Big Guvmint” as a matter of principle — until catastrophe hits a red state.
Houston is trying to dry itself out and recover from the historic floods of Hurricane Harvey.
This column is meant as a tribute to Bert, but it’s come too late for him to read.
As we’ve said here before, Donald Trump has to learn to just shut up and let things go.
I’m not sure this column has ever had a real purpose, but today’s investigative reporting intends to clear up the issue of … ambrosia.
I strive to maintain dignity on a daily basis.
Humanity evolves every second of every day of every year we’re on this planet, constantly breaking barriers of old truths and advancing toward newly discovered paths using the knowledge gained by those who came before.
“Ignorance, allied with power, is the most ferocious enemy justice can have.”
Think of a cowboy. I’m talking about the real kind, the kind that rode for the brand on the ranches and the acres throughout the Old West.
Believe it or not, my only college-era clash with school authorities erupted because the campus was experiencing growing pains.
I remember way back in 1960s Columbus, Ohio, when my cousin and I decided to write messages in code to each other.
I’ve always been concerned about making rash decisions.