Some election cycles it seems that nothing changes. The incumbents are reelected, or candidates with the same ideology take their place.
Thursday was our nation's 223rd Thanksgiving.
According to the U.S. Census Bureau I just reached "middle age," or the approximate mid-way point in the expected lifespan of a female living in the United States.
It's open season on law-abiding Californians.
With another Presidential Election safely tucked away for four more years, some folks may be relieved to revert once again to their set of typical tasks. But try as we might to return to normalcy, one concept seems to forever trickle into our lives - patriotism.
Every year, our country comes together on Veterans Day to honor the brave men and women of our armed services who risk their lives daily to protect our freedoms and to remember those who have made the ultimate sacrifice defending our country. America would not be what it is today without the heroism and sacrifice of those individuals bravely serving our country. Our service men and women risk their lives to protect our country and it's our duty as leaders in Washington and Sacramento to ensure America keeps its promises to our veterans.
The republic is still standing.
The fact I'm typing this on an i-Pad may lead one to believe that I would be right at home with a Kindle. I'm not.
Detroit's city leadership is probably relieved that the Tigers didn't win the World Series.
The scariest time of the year is almost upon us.
Contemplate this little tidbit the next time gasoline prices push the $5 a gallon mark: The nation's largest known shale oil reserve is in our own backyard.
Let's be honest.
They're kids. Well, actually young adults.
On the Stanislaus County website, there reads a thought-provoking saying, "Volunteering is the ultimate exercise in democracy. You vote in elections once a year, but when you volunteer, you vote every day about the kind of community you want to live in."
Big Valley Christian High in Modesto wanted to build a press box for its football field.
The emperor has no clothes.
Look up in the sky. It's a bird. It's a plane. No, it's...
Getting in the room to see the doctor is the hardest part. That is what I hear most often from the tens of thousands of Central Valley veterans. Long wait times for appointments and lengthy commutes prevent them from accessing the care that they have earned through their service. In Turlock, a veteran looking for specialty care faces a 90 mile journey to the nearest full service Veterans Affairs Medical Center in Palo Alto. This trip is especially difficult for elderly veterans or those with limited financial resources.
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