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Today is my nephew’s birthday. We would likely be gathered around Ryland sitting in his high-chair with his face and little hands covered in cake and celebrating his first year - had we not lost him in May.

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Last week on Friday, I wheeled through the new downtown, headed

One of California’s most curious and intriguing landscapes is hidden in plain sight. You have certainly driven past it but may never have noticed it. And if you have, I suspect your reaction was like mine: What the heck is that, and what is it doing there?

Probably like many Americans, when I think of

"I live in the area of New and Roop streets right behind the outlets. There are noise cannons that are blowing from sunrise to sunset absolutely terrorizing the neighborhood dogs. In my particular case, I have a German shepherd who has been terrorized without any break for several weeks on end. I know there are alternatives for scaring these birds off beside making constant noises all day. I am wondering if I am the only one who is going through this hell with my dogs. Is it something that other people are concerned about as well but aren't necessarily doing anything about it? I was going to see if I could get some community action going here to make these folks realize that this noise pollution is unacceptable torture of animals. There are absolutely alternatives for them to keep birds away from their crops. This is a very selfish act on their part in my view and is torture for the animals."

President Obama's

I started writing this column when my son started kindergarten.

Three sleeping baby opossums dream in heart-shaped formation at the Wildlife Education and Rehabilitation Center.

Dick and Megan's family room was missing just one thing: the