Bare ruined choirs of walnut trees stand in rows west of what Buck Fawcett called the best house Frank Lloyd Wright ever designed.
The house, built five miles south of Los Banos in 1959-61, is for sale.
In what must be one of the justifiably least-noticed agate-type footnotes to the history of American journalism, I held the ladder.
For Rich Clarkson. One of America's best photojournalists of the past 50 years.
For seven years I was a teacher. From 2000 till I came to the Sun-Star, I taught journalism at California State University, Fullerton.
Sen. Daniel Inouye, D-Hawaii, stood in the elevator of the New Otani Hotel in Los Angeles' Little Tokyo. One sleeve of his crisp blue suit hung empty -- he had lost the arm fighting with the legendary 442nd Regimental Combat Team in World War II.
Long, long ago in a state far, far away, I was a graduate student at the University of Kansas School of Journalism. In our editing class, Dr. John Bremner, a living legend among students, asked a question on the first day.
Juan Diaz is one reason Merced will make it.
JJ doesn't feel that heavy -- 28 pounds. She feels like Raggedy Ann.
Time for New Year's predictions. If you've read my blog, you know how well I did on crystal ball-gazing about the presidential election. I said it was gonna be a "close race."
It was lookin' to be the worst Christmas ever.
Americans make New Year's resolutions. Japanese do osoji. I'd like to make a modest late-December proposal that we consider a little osoji.
Say howdy to the man many feel is the best war correspondent of his generation.
Next week the Sun-Star will give you what we think is a good new deal.
Behind the name of this column -- "Copy!" -- lives a story.
Two seconds left in the game.
