No. 24 in a series of 52 commemorating the 100-year anniversary of The Signal In 2019, we live in dizzying times. Change is omnipresent. It defines us. What is today’s horrific tragedy is forgotten in a news cycle. On TV, cable, print, cellphones...
Author - John Boston
Every year since time immemorial in the SClarita Valley, graduation happens. Chancellors, principals, valedictorians, dignitaries and goody-two-shoes going...
No. 23 in a series of 52 commemorating the 100-year anniversary of The Signal It’s startling comparing how different the Santa Clarita and this nation are...
I so hate to say this, but the last time I went to the movies at the old American Theatre in Newhall, it was sneaking up on 60 years ago. The locals called it...
HOne of the most haunting bits of Signal prose I’ve ever read was penned by editor Fred Trueblood in early-December 1941. It was during the second week of...
When I taught Santa Clarita history a few months after the crust of the earth cooled, I’d start every semester by writing this on the chalkboard: “A man can...
No. 21 in a series of 52 commemorating the 100-year anniversary of The Signal All the things I could have been — doctor, lawyer, Indian chief, a contender — I...
My mother named me Walter Stanislav Cieplik Jr., and I’m not sure how I got old. I’ve done ranch work, managed a movie star, created the original Santa Clarita...
No. 19 in a series of 52 commemorating the 100-year anniversary of The Signal Love them. Hate them. People are enthralled by gods and kings. We have neither in...
Not knowing where we’re going. It’s a sad indictment to the human condition, often not limited to the blissful ignorance of childhood. I was picking up a pal...
