I love to read. I think I always have. My memory doesn’t stretch back far enough to recall a time when good books weren’t a part of my life. Our home was filled with them. My parents were readers, so maybe I learned the art of reading by osmosis? If not, then certainly by example. As a toddler, I became a precocious reader. By the time I was four, I was reading a fair amount on my own.
Boulder City has a great vision statement. It’s located on the front page of our website: “The City of Boulder City is committed to preserving its status as a small town, with a small-town charm, historical heritage and unique identity, while proactively addressing our needs and enhancing our quality of life.”
OK. So I had originally intended to write about a totally different subject this month. But a glance at the calendar and the death of one of my teen heroes means I am gonna write about Halloween. Kinda. Sorta.
When I sat down to use the word processing program Word, I was accosted by my computer which wanted me to use “Copilot.” I don’t need copilot to compose what many humans have, until recently, been capable of creating, a column in the newspaper. I enjoy crafting my words from my soul, which is consciousness. I’m sure you have a soul too! Hopefully, that doesn’t spook you!
Nov. 7 will mark a year since the ribbon cutting of the St. Jude’s Ranch for Children Healing Center and shortly after, the opening of the since renamed school, Amy Ayoub Academy of Hope.
When my children were younger, we often enjoyed reading books together. Among our favorites were a series of books written by Laura Numeroff and illustrated by Felicia Bond.
Freshman Republican Assemblymen Erv Nelson and Chris Edwards appeared on a local PBS community affairs television show recently and advocated for annual sessions of the Nevada Legislature.
Recently, I was reading an article in the Reno Gazette-Journal written by a University of Nevada, Reno business college staffer named Kylie Howe. It began, “I recently had the pleasure of touring Salman Ahmad through the entrepreneurship ecosystem in our very own Biggest Little City.”
Boulder City, as is well-known, was built by the Federal Government and the Six Companies to house the 5,000 workers who built Hoover (Boulder) Dam. It was a city that made history. However, when the celebrations and the jubilations at the dedication of the dam were over, the city settled down to being a city of people who went about their daily lives, but took a special pride in the strength and courage of its people and the accomplishment represented by the enormous dam and, by extension, Lake Mead, the largest man-made lake in the country.
It wouldn’t be the first time I was accused of going against the flow.
I’ve heard of deciding, deleting, debriefing, defrosting, detaching, deactivating, defrocking and even deplaning. But debunking? Never.
About the only thing Republicans did right in the 2015 legislative session was to place a stake squarely over the heart of Nevada’s failure factories and took the first big whack at the public school monopoly that has been killing the futures of so many of our children for so many years.
There is a sort of round- robin email dialogue with my brother and several friends that I am part of and that has been going on for years. Recently, we received an email message that contained this sentence: “Regarding your recent discourse on government-forced vaccinations, here is perhaps some new information you might find interesting.”
The most important part of what happens in a city council meeting is not always the vote. Sometimes it is something that seems minor at the time. This week, as the council finally voted unanimously to tighten up Boulder City’s notoriously lax leash law, the important part came long before any discussion about the actual law.
There are a couple of things that unite most Nevadans: how people often mispronounce that state’s name and for those who have been around a while, their dislike of the Duke men’s basketball team.
Parents of student athletes playing on Boulder City High School’s football team received a note last Thursday morning from BCHS Principal Amy Wagner informing them that the team’s head coach would be “unavailable” for that night’s playoff game.
It’s a case of making something positive come out of a tragedy.
