We've been calling it the end of an era for a long time now.
When you write a column, you hear from people who think they have a clever magic-wand solution to intractable political issues. Washington has run up $17 trillion of debt? Pass term limits. Throw the bums out. Take away their pensions.
I'd like to apologize to those of you who stepped out of your homes this morning, saw a Turlock Journal on your doorstep, thought it must be Saturday and went back to bed instead of work.
"It feels like home again" is probably the most accurate statement to describe the sensation of being back in Turlock after a month long departure. From July 7 to Aug. 3, I was experiencing a four-week residential program called COSMOS, the California State Summer School for Mathematics and Science.
I am excited to talk about some of the changes we are making here at the Turlock Journal. Beginning this week we will be adding a Friday publication to our printed product. It will be delivered to our home delivery subscribers at no additional charge and available in our current retail outlets and racks.
The real game changer for the economically challenged in the San Joaquin Valley won't by California High Speed Rail. It'll be well-run traditional rail modeled after the Altamont Corridor Express service.
Waiting for the postman back in the time of my youth was magic.
Oakland has a problem.
In my younger years, I dreamed of one day being a writer. I would write short stories, typically filled with things only the childhood imagination could conceive, and relentlessly make my two older brothers listen to every last detail (when you're the youngest and the only girl, you can get away with that sort of thing).
What's in a name?
Today marks the 12th anniversary of Sept. 11, 2001, that fateful day when thousands of people were killed on American soil by a group of terrorist thugs whose Muslim extremist organization took credit for the attack. The attacks on the World Trade Center and the Pentagon represented a turning point in what terrorist organizations were willing to do to make their point. The killing of thousands of civilians was an act of unmasked cowardice. It was an attempt to bring the people of this great country to their knees in fear of the next attack. The terrorists acted not only ...
Sergio Garcia worked his way through college and law school.
"Richmond rhymes with enrichment," Gayle McLaughlin, the mayor of the California city, boasts on the city's website. In reality, Richmond does not rhyme with enrichment. The slogan, however, is apt for the first American city poised to seize mortgages by eminent domain. City pols claim that the scheme is legal because the city would pay "fair market value" for private property in the furtherance of public good. Call the scheme Richmond Hood, in honor of Robin of Sherwood Forest.
In just a few days, Congress will come back to Washington, D.C. and Rural America is counting on passage of a comprehensive, multiyear Food, Farm and Jobs Bill as soon as possible.
It sounds like science fiction when you first hear about it, but some people see it as a way of addressing both animal welfare issues and environmental concerns. I'm talking about growing meat cells for human consumption from stem cells harvested from a cow. This so-called "cultured beef" recently was unveiled in London by a group led by Mark Post, a physiologist at the Netherland's Maastricht University.
A good friend of mine, Phil Alfano, Superintendent of Patterson Schools, has created an exceptional collaborative model between education, business, economic development and government to prepare young people for jobs in the growing logistics industry in Patterson. This past week a group of educators and businesspeople traveled with Phil to Southern California to check out the Norco Logistics Center, a similar collaborative in Riverside County. On the way back to Stanislaus County, Alfano spoke to a group in Kern County to share his experiences building the coalition in Patterson. Imitation is the greatest form of flattery. Phil is working directly ...
Water. Wheat. Railroad. Prosperity. These are the words at the feet of the Central Park statue that honors one of Turlock's earliest farmers and our city's founder, John Mitchell.
Berkeley doesn't want you to smoke.
There is a fine line between being cautious and paranoia.
Get ready. The drought just became real for millions of our fellow Californians. They're going to start asking more questions about water use. For our part, farmers need to be ready to address those questions, honestly and forthrightly.
Once upon a time in a quaint little place called California a young person between 16 and 17 years of age could get an entry level job with ease.
It's easy to take a sports story, give it the Disney treatment and get an entire theater full of people clapping at the end.
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