A mid-May warm and Western howdy to you, Santa Clarita saddlepals. We’ve a most interesting trek ahead. There’s the pants-down capture of this valley’s most notorious outlaw. There’s a Newhall
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 America
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 the other
Top of a Sunday morning, you bunk huggers. Hope you had a most splendiferous Saturday night, free of bail bondsmen, exes and the probing flashlight from the CHP stationed in
A tip of the Stetson this morning to you, saddlepals. We’ve a most interesting trail ride through time and will visit a land that knows no political correctness, triggering, gaslighting
Confidence men and women have been immortalized in The Signal’s headlines the past 100 years. But sometimes unreported are the daily misdemeanors: shoplifting, thefts from petty cash or the church
Back in the dinosaur days, the only library in the Santa Clarita Valley was on 9th Street in Newhall. Had there been a Way Station then, with a good wind,
Since I started this Time Ranger trail ride some 30 years ago, we’ve had several readers who have gone from the here-&-now into the forever pages of local history. My
Steve Whitmore used to be the daft and capable city editor of The Signal about 25 years ago. He uttered words true: “The devil will never come at you with
Dearest Mrs. JoAnn Peters, I’m not going to tattle, because who wants to get hit. But one of your children the other day did something. Tuesday, April 16, 2019, 4:15
OK, dear saddlepals. Time to arise from last night’s wretched excesses. C’mon. Hop into the saddle, which, you’ll note, has a fine horsey tucked nicely underneath. On this week’s trail
I used to wish for two impossibles. First was a time machine. I always wanted to go back in time and see what life was like — be it a
It just hit me the other day that The Mighty Signal’s world corporate headquarters sits smack dab in the middle of Honby. Not Newhall. Not Saugus. Certainly not H•E•Double•Hockey•Sticks•No Valencia.
Sorry to wake you. That’s me down here, yodeling. Just trying to get your attention. Time to stumble down from your gated communities, condos, townhouses and the rare regular house
Sadly, most of us have someone in their lives who is a train wreck, that self-destructive, impossible-to-stop force that careens off the rails and crashes in spectacular fashion. There certainly
Why do some thoughts insist on sticking when others won’t? For about three years, when I was in my 20s, I did not own a car. I had a big
HNo. 14 in a series of 52 commemorating the 100-year anniversary of The Signal The past two weeks, we’ve chronicled that magic elixir of journalism — When Love Goes Wrong.
One of my dearest friends is Curtis Stone, the Grammy-winning so-&-so. Stranger than strange, last Monday, April Fool’s, we somehow called each other at the exact — same — time.
No. 13 in a series of 52 commemorating the 100-year anniversary of The Signal “My best birth control now is to leave the lights on.” — Joan Rivers Years ago,
A few months back, the heavens opened and Santa Clarita got a proper Old Testament drenching. I was driving West on Soledad Canyon Road. To my right, a parade of
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