Lake Mead seemed to be on the rebound since the federal Tier One Shortage declaration in 2021.
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Long before I was mayor of Boulder City, before I was a state legislator, I started a long, rewarding career as a physician. Two of the hardest things about being a doctor is, 1) telling someone that their loved one has died, and 2) sharing news about critical, potentially-fatal conditions.
The other day I saw something on how few movie drive-ins there are these days and it got me thinking about my memories of drive-ins.
If you are a homeless veteran, would you care to sleep in an abandoned automobile, in an old vehicle with no heat or A/C?
So the other day, Ron and I were talking about death.
If your childhood memories consist of spending time in the newly coined “family room,” donning your Western gear everywhere but the bathtub, or dancing in front of the TV (your home’s only TV) during “American Bandstand,” then you may have been in a generation that experienced the very beginnings of a redefined method of learning that serves to guide museums into the 21st century: nonformal education.
I have an exceptionally low level of tolerance for stupidity. Which I guess helps explain why I fight so hard to shrink the size of government. Let’s face it, government is Stupidity Central.
Let me borrow a little wisdom from Abraham Lincoln. He once said “You may fool all the people some of the time; you can even fool some of the people all the time; but you can’t fool all of the people all of the time.” The same thing applies when it comes to pleasing people.
For as long as I can remember, we’ve been doing stories in journalism about gas prices. They are nearly always the same, based on figures from a local or regional arm of the American Automobile Association, either viewing-with-alarm about high prices or viewing-with-pleasure about low prices.
You know how we go through the day, and then someone does something really stupid, and we get angry? Let’s talk about some of those things.
Harry Reid recently announced he was selling his home in Searchlight and moving to Henderson.
The beloved board game Monopoly has spawned all manner of themed spinoffs. There’s Dog-opoly, Chocolate-opoly, KISS-opoly, Muppet-opoly, Elvis-opoly and even Las Vegas-opoly.
Sometimes all it takes is one Jewell to recognize a true gem.
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Three statements — notably, none of them from members of the city council — best illustrated the difficulties residents (both dog-loving and not) have had for at least four years when it comes to the issue of off-leash dogs in public parks.
Unlike the discussion later in the meeting Tuesday night in which the city council appeared determined to make sure no one was angry at them about the issue of off-leash dogs, they directed staff to take very strong action on the issue of pet breeding.
Led by former Boulder City mayor Rod Woodbury, Tracy (Kiselus) Ruccia and Bret Runion, the BCHS class of 1985 enjoyed their 40th class reunion.
Greg Bell’s memory lives on by way of a generous donation that may saves lives.
