Well, how did that happen? Another month has gone by and I have found another reason not to write the AI column I keep going on about. Next month. By then I’ll have better concrete examples of how I’ve been using it.
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There are many organizations that provide assistance to veterans and civilians alike, and they are located all around the state.
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 people wear their hearts on their sleeves it generally means their feelings and emotions are out there for everyone to see.
When the smoke from its busy ore smelters covered half the Diamond Mountains with a prosperous shroud, Eureka was known as “the Pittsburgh of the West.” That was a high compliment in the 1800s.
On April 6, 2010, Nevada Republican U.S. Senate candidate Sue Lowden suggested that patients might barter for health care.
I happen to love fairy tales and fables, stories with happy endings and those that offer a valuable lesson. Sometimes, you are lucky and get both in the same story.
These days it’s just a junk-strewn lot off U.S. Highway 95 in the heart of Goldfield.
I don’t envy the folks over at the Nevada Division of Public and Behavioral Health who are charged with implementing Nevada’s new licensing process for medical marijuana establishments and are presently evaluating over 500 applications.
A few days ago, I spotted a worrisome subject line while checking my email. It read, “final notice.” All my bills are paid up, so it was difficult to imagine what it was.
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Roy Poindexter is of the generation that doesn’t give up easily and, if there’s a will, there’s a way.
Photos by Ron Eland/Boulder City Review
It is a can that has been kicked down the road for almost three years – or more like 14 years, depending on how you count. And it got kicked down the road again last week as the city council failed to come to a consensus on the issue of pet breeding in Boulder City.
Well, how did that happen? Another month has gone by and I have found another reason not to write the AI column I keep going on about. Next month. By then I’ll have better concrete examples of how I’ve been using it.
