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.
With apologies to Clement Clarke Moore.
In December 1978 a little movie called “Superman,” which was partially shot at Hoover Dam, debuted in theaters. Yes, the likes of Marlon Brando, Gene Hackman and Christopher Reeve have ties to Boulder City. “Superman” was supposed to be directed by Steven Spielberg, but he wanted too much money, and the four production companies tied to “Superman” decided upon director Richard Donner.
As we approach Christmas I am grateful for so many ways in which God’s blessings have been felt among us and mindful of those for whom this holiday season is also a time of difficulty. Those who are sick, those who grieve the loss of a loved one, those in job transition all look for the promise of the angel’s song in the Christmas story: “Glory to God in the highest heaven, and on earth peace to those on whom his favor rests.”
It’s gotten ugly out there, and I’m not referring to the cooler temperatures and cloudy skies.
No beating around the bush. No flowery platitudes about what a wonderful time of year it is.
Sometimes I feel like we are living in a reality show, catering to the fickle and unpredictable whims of the American public. There is an old saying, “May you live in interesting times!” Some say this was an ancient Chinese blessing, others that it was a curse. However you define the saying, we are certainly living in interesting times.
Thanksgiving has come and gone and Boulder City officially kicked off the holiday season with a flurry of activities this past weekend.
My children can’t drive by Dale Ryan and Dyanah Musgrave’s home on Fifth Street without a smile and a request to stop at the “candy cane house.” Most are aware that this year Ryan had to start early to set up his amazing light show as part of preparation for a national TV show that was recognizing his particular and unique contribution to our community.
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.