
UFOs, The SCV’s 1st Coach & Fake Robbers
Good heavens, time is speeding by. Halloween’s over, Thanksgiving’s around the bend and Christmas is not too far beyond that. And we’re still basking in Indian summer weather.

Good heavens, time is speeding by. Halloween’s over, Thanksgiving’s around the bend and Christmas is not too far beyond that. And we’re still basking in Indian summer weather.

“Marxists are people whose insides are torn up day after day because they want to rule the world and no one will even publish their letter to the editor.” —

I’m a terribly sentimental fellow, which is not a bad thing. I don’t sob hysterically, fondly recalling a New England Patriots Super Bowl victory. But, a silly smile forms when

Right off the bat, check your holsters and ammo. We’re going to capture Buffalo Tom for perpetrating one of the biggest train robberies in American history.

No. 45 in a series of 52 commemorating the 100-year anniversary of The Signal “I’m tired of hearing about money. Money. Money. Money. Money. All I want to do is

Here’s a shameless plug. Every Saturday for nearly a year, I’ve been writing 2,000-words-plus on the century-old history of this most wonderful newspaper, The Mighty Signal. When I finish, wordy

Oof and foof. Hope all of you have the smoke coughed out of your lungs by now. Prayers, hugs, whatever it takes, for all of you who lost more than treasure during last week’s fires.

No. 44 in a series of 52 commemorating the 100-year anniversary of The Signal “Catch on fire and people will come for miles to see you burn.” — John Wesley

Thought you beloved SCV people should know before you read it in the tabloids. I’m running for the Santa Clarita Valley’s recently vacated 25th Congressional District seat, provided, of course,

I’m guessing summer is ignoring our insistent coughing noises and is taking its jolly old good time leaving the house and getting on a flight to annoy some other relative.

No. 43 in a series of 52 commemorating the 100-year anniversary of The Signal “Like any normal 5th-grader, I preferred my villains to be evil and stay that way, to

Robert Burns has been the official high holy poet of Scotland for a couple hundred years. His pals called him “Rabbie,” with the annoying and obligatory Scottish rolling of the

Not counting volcanic eruptions, tidal waves or dinosaurs crawling out of Earth’s steaming crevices in a biblical prediction, there’s not really a bad day to ride a horse. It’s fall. Finally. Beautiful day to climb aboard the saddle, wiggle in, laugh and chat with friends and neighbors.

No. 42 in a series of 52 commemorating the 100-year anniversary of The Signal “Every normal man must be tempted, at times, to spit on his hands, hoist the black

So there’s a new movement afoot among certain dermatologists. They’re urging people not to take showers. You know what they call people who don’t take showers? Democrats. Dear Mr. Santa

No. 41 in a series of 52 commemorating 100-year anniversary of The Signal “Longevity, for a columnist, is a simple proposition: Once you start, you don’t stop. You do it

Thoughts and epiphanies frequently visit. I’m a fortunate guy. Several months ago, I had a revelation about people in power or allegedly smart. Have any idea how many centuries and

“People are strange, when you’re a stranger….” — Jim Morrison of The Doors It’s funny, if not completely strange, how often we know so little about our friends and neighbors.

Back on Oct. 8, 1858, the first Butterfield Overland stagecoach rode through Newhall, Saugus and San Francisquito Canyon. They were greeted in Newhall by a 100-gun salute by the local cowboys and yahoos. When applying for work, do note that “Yahoo” always looks good on a resume…

I’d like to set the record straight, right jolly up front. I’m not a racist. Having said that, I sometimes have a problem with People of Color, especially when the