I don’t often write in this space about things that have already been in the paper. There are a couple of reasons for that. First, it would often mean writing about “old news.”
Opinion
Pardon the headline wordplay, but at age 100 (with 101 approaching next month) the celebrated Sara [Katherine Pittard] Denton has lived a life with few dents along the way.
It’s that dreaded time of year again. Monstrous in magnitude. A mysterious ritual. Strange, scary, sinister, and spooky. Macabre and menacing. Dark and gloomy. Dastardly and disturbing. Gruesome and ghoulish. Frightful. Creepy. Petrifying. Even eerie. A wicked, morbid tradition that haunts our city annually.
There is an old but true saying: “An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure.”
Emergency personnel in Clark County estimate they respond to four accidents each day involving bikes, e-bikes, or e-scooters. A few of these accidents have involved fatalities of minors — a grim reminder of the dangers of these devices when not used responsibly. Our goal as city leaders is to prevent tragedies from occurring. Any loss of life has a dramatic impact on families, loved ones, friends, as well as on the entire community.
It has often been said that the older you get, the quicker time passes. In my experience, I have found this to be true.
This summer my 16-year-old son began his first job as a courtesy clerk at Vons. As we walked to the car on his first day, I took out my phone, programmed the camera setting, and implored him to turn around so that I could take his picture. He sighed exaggeratedly, tried to refuse, and informed me that it wasn’t a big deal. I told him it would mean something to him one day, to see his first day of work captured on film, and he pondered my suggestion.
In an editorial voicing support for Question 2, the Las Vegas Review-Journal began: “If voters approve Question 2 on this fall’s ballot, they will not increase taxes on Nevada’s mining industry.”
With the rapid approach of the 150th anniversary of Nevada’s statehood, this might be an awkward time to ask the question. But here goes:
In the 1980s a new disease arrived in the United States. Journalism basically ignored it because here it initially affected mostly gays. When there was news coverage of it at all, it was described with terms like “gay cancer” or “gay plague,” which indicated how ignorant most reporters were. The disease did not affect only gays, nor did it originate with them.
Boulder City is a town steeped in tradition. If you don’t believe me, just look at your calendar and see how many annual events there are — and that you look forward to every year.
It was 10 years ago that I testified, for my first and only time, before a government legislative body, the U.S. Senate Subcommittee on the Constitution. It was surreal.
“That’s our house,” I hollered. I was referring to our very own City Hall. That building was my home for many years. I often spent more time in City Hall than I did in my own house.
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Matt Di Teresa may be a member of perhaps the most important city body outside of the city council, but that does not mean he toes the city line.
So, no more Tract 350. Not the project but rather the name.
It’s been a few weeks since the completion of the roadwork on Nevada Way, and according to the city, they’re happy with the finished product.
