The first half of the 20th century was filled with difficult times—from World War I and the Great Depression, to World War II. Reedley did its part for the war effort by providing produce and sending its young men off to serve. In 1946, when it was time for the servicemen to return home to resume civilian life, the Santa Fe depot supervisor, Art Tabler, suggested it was time to bring the community together to celebrate its diverse ethnicity.
We crossed the street and went inside the bike shop. Alex was leaning over a bike with a young boy, and I was once again struck by his resemblance to his uncle Henry.
“You see, Manuel, if you keep skidding to a stop with your bike you’re going to go through a lot of tires. I don’t think your mom will be thrilled with that.”
According to The Humane Society of the United States, about every four seconds one of four million cats and dogs are put down in U.S. shelters. One Kingsburg woman has made it her life’s work to see that something is done about this sad fact.
No doubt, the first pioneers to crest the Sierra Nevada rushed our great Valley with ground-kissing vows to never brave those hills again. Aside from a few rebel jaunts in search of Big Foot and that whole gold rush thing that saved California from a budget impasse, surely they were content to stick to the Valley floor.
My name is Bill Nicolay and I am no different from a lot you reading this column. I live from paycheck to paycheck and I have to consider every dollar spent to assure that I am getting the “Best Bang for My Buck”.
Josh’s statement left me with a chill. Was Scott Matthews using his own son to do his dirty work, or was this something he had done on his own? I feared for the future of Kingsbury if the parents’ bigotry was being passed on to the youth.
I’d like to introduce KRL readers to Local Live. In this new section, we will be highlighting some local theater, music, and literary events worth considering adding to your own event calendar. A new event will be highlighted each Wednesday evening at 7 p.m., in plenty of time for you to include these events in your weekend plans should you so decide. Some will be events we have had the opportunity to experience ourselves; others will be ones we just wish we could attend.
The last football game I had been to was in high school, more years ago than I cared to think about. It was the Saints game where my dad bought me the cap. As a teenager, I played baseball and later discovered ice hockey—which was now my personal favorite. But this particular football game was yet another Kingsbury tradition just as important to the town as the Fiesta.
In the year 1888, with a hiss of steam and a blast of a locomotive whistle, the Southern Pacific Railroad crossed the Kings River on to the vast wheat lands of the T.L. Reed ranch.
These six poems were written by local teens and kick off our monthly Teen Talk poetry contest, open to anyone age 14-19 in the Kings River area.
