I trace my dislike of carnivals and fairs to a terrifying childhood experience on the Zipper at the Shasta District Fair. As the Zipper flipped, spun and plunged, my skinny twin began to slip beneath our lap bar. Soon, she… Continue Reading
Henderson Open Space, located behind the former Raley’s shopping center on Hartnell Avenue, is a jewel among Redding’s green spaces. It’s generally accepted that the family for whom Henderson Road is named also owned the semi-wild land that runs west… Continue Reading
The fourth graders at Whitmore Union Elementary School are learning to code. Let that sink in. As adults, one of these rural eastern Shasta County kids might someday design the robot army that destroys humanity. Become the next hedge fund… Continue Reading
Due to a fortuitous set of circumstances, my family is now on the receiving end of not just one, not just two but three internet service providers. Originally, we only had internet access via a digital subscriber line, or DSL,… Continue Reading
Today, celebrating all things related to the heart, Kelly Frost talks with Dr. Mohamed Khan, a Redding cardiovascular specialist and clinical hypertension specialist.
Homelessness has affected practically every city across the U.S. California, however, leads the pack. At Thursday’s midday forum How Utah Implemented “Housing First and Reduced Homelessness” – sponsored by The Women’s Fund – speaker Lloyd Pendleton said that 25 percent… Continue Reading
Lloyd Pendleton, a featured speaker at two events on Thursday in Redding on a model for reducing homelessness, has a track record with the state of Utah as a homelessness champion. And he’s becoming a homelessness expert with some of… Continue Reading
Say what you will about the State of Jefferson—and please do in the comments section below—the quixotic political movement seeking to carve out a 51st state from northern California and southern Oregon gets at least one thing right: City slickers… Continue Reading
I can still hear the clicking sound the Christmas lights made as my mother lifted them from the cardboard box that she took from underneath her bed. It was the same every year. Magic. After my sister and I had… Continue Reading
Going through the checkout line at a big box store yesterday, where the clerk barely glanced at me while taking my money, I remembered a very different world: The Christmas of my youth. During college I worked at a big… Continue Reading
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