• Ranch stories from the past

    Summertime brings out the “do you remember when?” stories from long ago here at the ranch. Last week one of our many kids who worked here during one of our busy guest ranch times came back to check out her old haunts, her old summer away from high school, then college a long time ago. There are many stories still floating around about those times here, and here is yet another one.

  • New HU president reaches out to the Las Vegas community

    By Sam Minner

  • Dispatch New Mexico - Roswell and its crime wave

    ROSWELL — There’s a big story here, with tragic and unfortunate legs. It’s the rash of high-profile homicides that’s gripping this city of 50,000 people.

    The latest victims, as of this writing, are three people who may have been gunned down while sleeping. Since I came to the Daily Record last May, we’ve had a shootout in a Taco Bell parking lot (which left one man dead and an officer injured), among other shootings. The Wild West is running rampant in Roswell these days.

  • Work of Art: Tío Juan rescued us

    When people my age were in school, the word processor consisted of 1) a pencil and 2) a piece of paper. Just like today’s computers and calculators, our tools of the ‘50s also had an “enter” and a “delete” function. They’re called lead and erasers.

    When my sister, Bingy, and I were at Immaculate Conception School, we often shared a teacher, Sister Mary Matematica Primera, who dreamed nightly about the amount of arithmetic homework she was about to pile on.

  • Just a Thought - What to do when you hit a milestone

    By Rick Kraft

    Today I hit a milestone. I have a file folder on my computer that inside it has numbers assigned to each column that I have submitted for publication. Starting with number one, a May 2001 column titled “Choices We Make,” the columns are numbered consecutively all the way up to 799.

    Today I submit column number 800. It is a milestone for the “Just a Thought” column that has taken over 15 years to reach.

    So what do you do when you reach a milestone in your life? You celebrate and then move on. Let me explain.

  • Another perspective - Home-safe-home

    By Tony Hernandez and Terry Brunner

    Some say the electric feeling of buying and moving into your own home never wears off. When you own the floors you’re standing on, the walls surrounding you and the roof over your head, you also own great satisfaction from the hard work that resulted in your home becoming yours.

    Yet, just as it was hard work to achieve the American Dream of homeowner-ship, being responsible for maintaining and, inevitably, repairing your own home can be just as much hard work.

  • Editorial Roundup - August 28, 2015

    Compiled by The Associated Press
    The Vallejo Times-Herald on transparency in police shooting cases (Aug. 19):
    In the wake of Ferguson, California this month became the first state in the nation to outright ban the use of secret grand juries to investigate police killings of civilians.

  • Another perspective - Remember the Animas

    By Diana Presser

    Remember when the American government assured us that covering our heads with our math books, while crouched under our desks, would protect us in the event of a nuclear bomb? We were elementary students in a time when we trusted adults to know what was best for us – especially our country’s leaders.

  • Work of Art: A great dad-son combo

    The cause of much consternation as we returned from our summer break to resume classwork at Immaculate Conception School in 1954 was whether the bulk we’d acquired during vacation had magically slipped away. That was the time we returned as freshmen to the homeroom of Sister Mary Missa Massa.

    The baby fat we thought we’d exchanged for muscle just wasn’t there. Here’s what happened:

  • Dispatch New Mexico - Back to school and freedom in teaching

    Editor’s note: This column is a repeat from August 2013, updated where needed to make it relevant in August 2015.

    LAS VEGAS — It’s back-to-school time and, oh, the memories.

    I remember being a little kid and looking forward to the return with a mixture of dread and excitement. Dread because the summer was freedom and it was coming to an end; excitement because every new school year was a chance to become just a little more grown up, which in a kid’s eyes is real freedom.