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.
Is California too big for its britches, or at least too big to be governed effectively? Some people think so. Enough people think so that they placed an initiative on the ballot for this fall that calls for its division into three states: Northern California (San Francisco), Southern California (San Diego and Imperial Valley), and California (Los Angeles).
The parade is over. The fireworks are silent. The celebration has ended. What’s left? Patriotism? That’s what the Fourth of July is all about, isn’t it?
In 1934, Columbia Pictures put a short film out titled “Three Little Pigskins.” The film, which was 20 minutes long, was one of the 190 films that Columbia Pictures backed starring The Three Stooges. “The Little Pigskins” was shot in Boulder City. Local resident Shirl Naegle was able to provide me with a publicity still from the film taken outside of what is now Milo’s Cellar.
The June 28 shooting in the newsroom at The Capital Gazette in Annapolis, Maryland, hit too close to home.
Last week, the City Council approved an interlocal funding agreement with the Regional Transportation Commission of Southern Nevada where RTC committed to provide $10.9 million to fund construction of our Boulder City Parkway complete streets project. RTC previously pledged $1.5 million for design work, bringing its total funding for this project to $12.4 million.
For a couple of years, the bypassing of Boulder City by the Interstate 11 freeway has been the subject of endless speculation, and with good reason. To hear the pessimists, some of our valued businesses out along Nevada Highway/Boulder City Parkway will be hurt, maybe even put out of business when all those weekenders stop driving through.
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.
