My Turn

I ran. As soon as it looked like restrictions were going to be put in place, my first instinct was…

One of the many good things about living in a small community is how easily people offer help, information and…

There is this stray, female cat hanging out at the Twain post office, Cappleman tells me. Pam says she is…

Coronavirus. The word has spread rapidly through news outlets and across social media platforms worldwide, infecting our sense of security…

I have been a germaphobe this entire cold and flu season and until now (knock on wood) it has served…

Tuesday of last week, I sat in a nearly empty Sacramento International Airport for hours on a delayed flight. I…

In early February, the Rev. George Tarleton sat next to me at a Board of Supervisors meeting and asked me…

Many of you that know me are aware that I personally am not a huge believer in the positive attributes…

More lessons in perspective — two scenarios: Disaster Thinking 1. My first great love committed suicide when he was 28…

It’s Valentine’s Day and I have eyes for only one man — okay maybe three men if I am being…

Well, we’re in it now, folks. The political season is in full swing and like a giant pendulum, our views,…

In small communities like ours here in Plumas County, you know just about everyone. You greet the postal workers by…

When I attended California State University, Northridge in the early 80s, the World Wide Web hadn’t yet been invented. Handheld…

It all began with Christmas prime rib at Jon and Julie Cappleman’s place. It was a small gathering of locals,…