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No. 9 in a series of 52 commemorating 100-year anniversary of The Signal Years ago, I used to help out at the local Cowboy Festival when it was properly held

No. 9 in a series of 52 commemorating 100-year anniversary of The Signal Years ago, I used to help out at the local Cowboy Festival when it was properly held

No. 8 in a series of 52 commemorating 100-year anniversary of The Signal “I hate journalists. There is nothing in them but tittering jeering emptiness. They have all made what

Part 7 of 52 In the 19th century, Santa Clarita was a Wild West valley, as dangerous a place to live as any. We had one of America’s biggest range

Part 6 of 52 By John Boston Signal Staff Writer The great and lingering sin of Thornton Doelle is simple. He’s not famous. Actor. Forest ranger. Lawman. Poet. Romantic. Original

What a fascinating device, to have a time machine that actually works. I’d order the deluxe kit, one that comes with a universal translator and Shroud of Mental Fog so

By John Boston Signal Staff Writer Part 4 of 52 For years, I nagged anyone who wouldn’t listen about a mythological creature supposedly living right under our noses. This great


By John Boston Signal Staff Writer I had been crying, not a dignified thing for a satirist. Right before Halloween and upstaging Bill Clinton’s 1992 November election, Scott Newhall died.

Picture waking up at 4:31 a.m. to several seconds of violent jolts, buildings collapsing and fires erupting left and right. Confused and scared, you reach for your cellphone to call

On this day 25 years ago, a “big one” rattled Southern California. Billions of dollars in direct damage, thousands injured and dozens lost their lives as a result of the

Here’s a staggering fact: The Signal is older than the American woman’s right to vote. The Mighty Signal’s first issue came out on Friday, Feb. 7, 1919. The 19th Amendment,

Before television and radio transmission. Before talking movies. Before the Eskimo Pie, the hair dryer, traffic lights, the Band-Aid, convertible cars or the cheeseburger. Before the invention of the bulldozer,

I think I’ve been doing these trail rides into SCV history for almost 40 years now. What do you know. It’s Christmas, 2018. May you be surrounded by loved ones.

Dearest saddlepals? Is that you, still hugging the pillows and sleeping off the previous night’s debauchery? C’mon. It’s Santa Clarita history trail-riding time. I’ve several thousand well-humored ponies downstairs, each

Hello, saddlepals. I’ve a question. How can you possibly NOT read a story with the headline, Miss SCV Nude Universe? You can’t. You’re powerless. C’mon. As is our Sunday drill,

A warm and western howdy to you, saddlepals and saddlepal-ettes. Amen, boy howdy. I haven’t written that phrase in eons. Bottom of my heart, it’s absolute Christmas to see all