Shasta County, this post is for you.
I am quiet by nature and prefer to avoid confrontation. And yet …
I find myself in a moment when it is important to speak up. I am in my 12th and final year of service on the Shasta County Board of Education. Continue Reading
When the California and Oregon Railroad bypassed the old mining town of Shasta, its merchants faced a hard choice: remain with the community where they had built their names or gamble on an uncertain settlement rising on the Sacramento River… Continue Reading
On the human stress-o-meter scale, driving a car that’s nearly out of gas in pitch-black darkness on a narrow, curvy, country road scores right up there with the stress of sleeping through an alarm when you’re supposed to catch a… Continue Reading
I’m trying to find the right way to say this without coming across as hostile: People of Happy Valley, y’all really need to manage your dogs better. It’s a nearly weekly occurrence that a dog has escaped its property to chase me down, attempting to attack me. Continue Reading
In May of 1876, the quiet residential streets of the historic town of Shasta were disturbed by a grim discovery that brought a deeply private tragedy into public view. Beneath the floor of a small woodhouse behind a home on… Continue Reading
Editor’s note: Clint Curtis, Shasta County’s Registrar of Voters, has been a controversial figure in Shasta County politics. Issues range from administration of the Elections Office and unauthorized after-hours work at the Elections Office, to the firing of the former… Continue Reading
In all the years I’ve lived in Redding, one week ago was my first time to join thousands of other cars for a drive-through community barbecue in Caldwell Park to purchase Styrofoam containers full of barbecued tri-tip or chicken, along… Continue Reading
About six miles west of present-day Redding, in the rolling country between the historic town of Shasta and the old mining settlements along Clear Creek, once stood Middletown. Today almost nothing remains to suggest that hundreds of people who once… Continue Reading
The mistake wouldn’t have happened, except I was in a hurry to attend my granddaughter’s volleyball game. The realization of my error hit me about five minutes into my drive as I blissfully reached my hand out to the right;… Continue Reading
When trust is broken, there’s almost no regaining it, especially when the relationship lasts as long as mine; nine years. As I look back over those years, I wonder if things might have been different had I shown more gratitude… Continue Reading
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