This column began as a piece about summer; the revival of ones spirit as they smile at the sun, embrace each day and perhaps reminisce on days gone by.
The Nissen family of Escalon are hardly strangers to rescuing pets from local shelters.
Thank you for calling the Oakdale Leader.
Amanda Autrey loves horses.
Oakdale senior citizens will gather in a new place on Friday, June 5, but not to attend an exercise or art class. Friday, June 5 will mark the Eighth Annual Oakdale Senior Information Day.
My two children are still very young. This June they will reach the prime ages of two and five. The lessons they still have yet to learn in life, decision-making and heartbreak are all well ahead of them.
If passion and enthusiasm could be bottled and sold, the student participants of Valley Home 4-H Public Speaking would be set for life. While the group of over one dozen students may vary in age, background and personal interests, they all share one thing in common - a love for public speaking.
A day at the park filled with sunshine and laughter. Children swing as their mothers gently push them to and fro, while others run and play in the sand.
Those who know me, know that I am not one often at a loss for words. Opinionated, chatty, excessive talker; these are all titles I know have been attached to my name. Column writing I feel is a simple extension of this gift for gab. It is an opportunity to place unsolicited thoughts and opinions into a format read by many.
Even doctors have dreams.
One only need look to the varying community projects supported by the Kiwanis Club of Oakdale to understand its mission. First formed locally in 1954, the Oakdale club will celebrate 55 years of serving the community later this year.
Debi Bonsack has spent most of her life viewing the world through the eyes of an artist. Surrounded by her mother and two aunts who were artists, the Oakdale native cannot remember a time in her life when she thought of anything other than being an artist when she grew up.
Here it is again. The time of the year, where at the paper we settle down from all the celebrations surrounding Rodeo Week and quickly recover as we prepare for Oakdale's Annual Relay for Life.
Parenting brings with it many milestones: first steps, first day of school, sleepovers, losing teeth, dates, driver's license, college choices, the list goes on.
When our children learn to ride a bike, shoot a basket or kick a goal they often fail – many times. Yet, as their parents, aunts, uncles, grandparents or loved ones we encourage them to try again. In some cases we require them to. Simply put we discourage them from giving up. We want them to succeed, to stick with it, quite simply to continue to try.
I often wonder how different the world would be if more people deferred from their 'calendar' long enough to change a life. Not just any life. Not a specific life with intended purpose, but someone random.
The title for this week's column is just about as basic as a writer can get. What I've come to learn more and more however is how one seemingly 'small' thing can be so much bigger once the dirt is unearthed.
Remember the Pen Pal? I believe it's back. The craziest part is that it has reappeared in the form many disregard as 'Facebook silliness.'
Somebody pinch me, 2014 has found us and to make matters even more crazy … it's the middle of January.
I love the magic of the Holiday season.
I believe stores should be closed on Thanksgiving.
I have a confession, which may make me less than popular with a few readers. My hope of course is that those affected or bothered don't take this out on my children and remember this is a 'grown-up' problem.
In the role of parent we are never void of the knowledge that eyes are always watching. Be it the eyes of our children, our peers, family or society at large. No parent is perfect and we all have our moments. 'Slips' happen, but if we are truly fortunate the 'eyes' bring it to our attention.
I'm a firm believer in the old adage of 'older and wiser.'
I did it. I accomplished a goal which once seemed inconceivable. A dream so big, I was once not brave enough to dream it.
On Sunday, October 20 dozens upon dozens of women from the tri-city area (Escalon, Oakdale and Riverbank) will flood the streets of San Francisco as participants of the 10th Annual Nike Women's Marathon benefitting the Leukemia/Lymphoma Society.
Times they are a changing or … are they?
I sometimes run out of words.