Although a day late, Happy Mother’s Day
Twenty-three years ago today I wished my mom a Happy Mother’s Day.
I was the sports editor of the Santa Maria Times, a position I had held since February.
I wasn’t going to take the position because my mom was in a fight with cancer. But, she said she would be all right and I needed to go be on my own.
I wasn’t so sure she was feeling that good, but she was very convincing.
I talked to my sister on that Mother’s Day and she told me I needed to come home. I told her that wasn’t going to happen because I had just talked to mom and she said she was feeling fine.
So, my sister called in reinforcements.
That night I received a phone call from my aunt saying I needed to come home to San Diego.
As much as she put up a front for me during that Mother’s Day call, cancer got the best of my mom during the months I was gone and my aunt said it would only be days.
When I made it to the hospital, my aunt
Being held accountable for what you say
Jerry Magistro got it right.
In Sunday’s Division IV nine team sectional softball seeding meeting, each coach got up and talked about his or her team.
Magistro basically said if coaches were not sure whom to vote for, they mus
Athletes and God, can they co-exist?
By MIKE MATHISON, Sports editor
It’s an easy yes, but how?
Athletes of faith are held to a higher standard, it’s that simple.
They wear their testimony daily for far more people to see that will ever w


