Smoke. Fire. Wind. Evacuations.
Decade after decade, century upon century the great monument braced itself against the endless weather and the secret interior destructions of age.
No, you didn’t join Charley Manson’s murderous cult. Nor did you escape Jim Jones’s cult of Kool Aid drinkers. However, if you do not use your ability to reason, combined with logic and good common sense, and blindly follow any political party while uncritically adhering to their ideology, you unknowingly have joined a political cult.
Today is a day that, with Good Friday combined with April 19, is much more somber for me. Seems that 24 years ago today my career changed.
The tragic fire that engulfed Notre Dame Cathedral compels me to write about services that we take for granted, right up until the moment we suddenly need them ourselves.
Tiger Woods gave golf fans everywhere a thrill Sunday with his win in an incredible final round at the Masters.
We are watching our ability to be civilized getting hollowed out before our eyes. It is amazing how fragile it is.
Boy, do I feel sorry for Lori Loughlin’s daughters.
If you’re like me, you’re probably going to sit down on Sunday night, popcorn and adult beverage in hand, to watch the start of the final season of “Game of Thrones.”
When I found out that Kirstjen Nielsen was resigning as Human Services Secretary, I posted this on Facebook: “If the Cruella de Ville of the border isn’t tough enough for Trump, I’m thinking we won’t be getting another DHS secretary, for lack of qualified applicants.
While Russia is clandestinely hacking our computers and influencing our political process, it has succeeded in having Democrats and Republicans – including many of you – fighting among ourselves like spoiled children, causing a serious divisiveness within our country.
For far too long, Democrats have been able to frame their willful indifference to the tragedy unfolding on our southern border as “pro-immigrant.”
You’ve likely heard that Ron Drake of “Flip this Town” has been here offering ways for Prescott to keep its downtown vital, even improve it.
It seems like every time I walk out my front door, he is there. When I stop at a store or a restaurant, he is there, already waiting on me.
Spring has finally arrived in all its glory.
The title of this column was misleading as soon as I wrote it. I suspect that most folks already know Scott Bruner, director of the Chino Valley Library.