Columns

I’m fairly confident in my ability to say that the newsroom here at Sonoma West Publishers is primarily made up of introverts — we love our jobs, we love our communities and as long as we’re not forced to be the life of the party, we’re good to go. Contradicting our collective social trepidation, however, is one of the staples of community journalism: interviewing.

A jeweled dress offsets youthful bronze skin and a smile reflecting three generations of family and friends who gather.

Three candidates for the Windsor Unified School District Board of Trustees have been endorsed by the Sonoma County Democratic Party and the Windsor Democratic Club.

We have seen an inspiring outpouring of support, compassion and selflessness  these past few weeks. We have also witnessed price gouging, looting and lightening-quick litigious trigger fingers.

My two teenagers have me addicted to a show that is airing on Netflix right now. It’s based in the 80s, that wonderful time in history when cassette tapes still rocked, MTV was becoming a national phenomenon and Madonna and Michael Jackson saturated the radio. My teens couldn’t help but comment on the clothes and hair styles of the day. They thought the outfits were nerdy and the hair too big on both the male and female actors.

The beautiful sunshine is back to warm our faces and to dry out our fairways. Like many of you I spent the last two months watching Windsor Golf Club’s 1st, 9th, and 18th fairways get battered and soaked by the winter rainstorms. These holes looked like long deep lakes with a few tiny “dry” grass spots for birds to rest.