I was trying to clear the cobwebs from my mind, and all I could find was random thoughts about Halloween (a.k.a. Hallowe’en, a.k.a. Allhalloween, a.k.a. All Hallow’s Eve, a.k.a. All Saints’ Eve, a.k.a. the Holiday That Is Bankrupting the Federal Witness Protection Program).
Scammers are hiding out on social media, using ads and offers to market their scams, according to reports to the FTC and a new Data Spotlight.
Parenting teen daughters is an experience chock-full of firsts, especially for dads.
When I was a carefree lad watching “Lost in Space,” the Robinson family’s high-tech hydroponic garden sounded neat.
This summer was a time of reckoning about race in every sector of American life, and many of us are scrambling to respond in appropriate ways – including the environmental movement I’m a part of.
Muhammad Ali. Jesse Owens. Arthur Ashe. Tommie Smith. John Carlos. Bill Russell. Billie Jean King. Carlos Delgado.
This is a year of double milestones: my mother’s house turns 75 and (as of Oct. 30) she will have been living there for 50 years.
The Los Angeles Angels have endured a long drought in their quest to reach baseball’s post-season.
Ever since 1790, when the U.S. Census started keeping track of such things, the migratory flow of non-Indigenous people within the United States has moved from East to West, into lands they erroneously saw as a blank slate, and not so erroneously as a land rife with natural resources to exploit.
Can our eyes influence how much we eat more than our stomach does?
My electronic key fob is putting more mileage on ME than on the car.
The Kamala Harris-Mike Pence death match will go down in history as another forgettable vice presidential debate, but it had its pluses.
In our family, it’s usually one of my two driving teen daughters who violates social distancing guidelines with her bumper.
Greetings from Kristi Blair, your Mohave County Recorder.
I know that social media is not the real world, just as Kim Kardashian is not your average working mother.
Feeling emotionally fatigued? Imagine how players in the NBA playoffs must’ve felt last month.
Ironically enough, I did not sleep PEACEFULLY last night, because I was concerned about taking the wrong tone with this column about the iconic singer/songwriter/musician and anti-war activist who wrote “Give Peace A Chance.”
That the scene has become familiar makes it no less wrenching: A distraught couple searches through the ash, char and melted metal of what was once their home.
The Jerry Ambrose Veterans Council has helped nearly 3,000 veterans since its inception. We continue to aid military veterans and their immediate families.
After watching the daily COVID-19 coverage on CNN, I’ve found that the best way to overcome lingering thoughts of depression, hopelessness, and Chris Cuomo is by going on a brisk walk around our neighborhood with my wife.
In much of the United States, courts shut down completely in the middle of March due to COVID-19.
For the West this summer, the news about water was grim.
Lots of people in politics and the media out here in California are blaming global warming for the 26 major wildfires that have killed at least 24, burned more than 3 million acres and destroyed thousands of homes.
Mark DeOpsomer of Bozeman, Montana, is a backpacker with lots of miles on his soles. For almost four decades he’s gone to the remotest corners of the northern Rockies.