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.
Opinion
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.
America’s colors are red, white and blue. The Red Cross organization is identified by, well, it’s obvious. And at least one national veterans group is known for its color by its name — the Military Order of the Purple Heart.
Interstate 11 opened a week ago with plenty of fanfare and hearty congratulations for a job well done.
What is growth? All growth debates in Boulder City are framed in terms of new housing, but normally urban development growth is framed in terms of jobs and work. What makes Boulder City different? What does the difference tell us?
When I started writing for the Boulder City News 20 years ago, I was green when it came to local issues. I had met lots of city staff while running our bakery and restaurant, Sweet Treats, had attended a council meeting or two and a planning commission meeting, but never had the free time between 1995-2000 to devote as much time as I would have liked. By July 2001 when I became the city’s public information officer, I had a bit of history under my belt. When you’re living what will become history, it doesn’t hit you like it does 20 years later.
Unless you are a parent of school-age children, you may not realize that Monday is a red-letter day on the calendar.
Criminalizing the possession of plastic straws is the latest feel-good edict wrought by clueless politicians.
It was 2:30 a.m. and I couldn’t sleep. The rare pouring rain in Boulder City was keeping me awake and, as I usually do when I can’t find slumber, I turned on Turner Classic Movies in search for inspiration and a Hollywood throwback tie to Boulder City.
LISTEN TO THE TOP FIVE HERE
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.
