Uncategorized

"There are three big puddles at El Roble Park right near the basketball hoops and portables day after day. Mosquitoes could be breeding there in the green-looking water in the middle of the path. There has got to be a leak somewhere because there shouldn't be a puddle like that at this time of year."

It's no secret, the often breathtaking scenery and open

When my mom turned 17 in 1952, my grandparents decided it was time for her to leave home. They signed her up for business school and dropped her off at the local Greyhound bus station. Overnight, her world changed from the rural Comanche family farm where she had grown up to the big city of things she had never experienced before.

Money will be used to improve programs and security at two