Lively Courthouse;
Jailhouse Suicide;
Sanford Dorbin;
Apfel's Employment;
WTF Version;
Free Water;
1964 Flood;
Beyond Ridiculous;
Police Reports;
Catch of the Day;
Telephone Service;
Suicidal Fridays
Anderson Valley Advertiser
Privatization Quandary;
Connected Superintendent;
Superior Favors;
New Courthouse;
Ukiah Fatality;
Catch of the Day;
Bad People;
Eel Stops Flowing;
AV Food Events;
Humanity I Love You;
Pot Bounty Hunters
County Retirement Report;
General Deep-fry Strike;
Humco Double Homocide;
Coate's Retraction Request;
Catch of the Day;
Back-to-school Health Tips;
Foil Hat Controversy;
Scottish Independence
The late postponement of the opening game against Clear Lake as a result of the very disappointing fact that no officials had been assigned to referee the game, saw the 2014 AV High School Boys’ football season finally getting underway with a non-league match at Kelseyville on Friday, August 29. The team arrived in two vans in time to watch the conclusion of the AV Girls’ team loss against the Knights before preparing to start their own match on what was a very warm late afternoon in the drought-ridden landscape of Lake County.
I grew up in Santa Cruz. My dad was in mid-level management at a disk manufacturer in Scotts Valley. We lived in a suburban neighborhood that was fortunately across the road from Henry Cowell Redwood State Park near Felton, which I really treasure. Most everything I understand about our relationship with ecosystems I learned from the redwood forest. My mom was a stay-at-home mom for a big part of my child, an incredibly sharp, intelligent person who went back to school when she was in her 40s and got an advanced math degree. Now she’s a community college instructor. So I had a caring and intellectually-oriented mom who had a big influence on me.
I'm going through the motions of my second jury trial on the same case. I have been held guilty until proven innocent for my entire case so far and I have lost everything that is anything to me in this world. I've lost my fiance because I couldn't be there to run our business and to take care of her and our bills while her hand healed. I lost my children to CPS over this accident. I've lost my home and my business. I sold my Harley for an attorney for my former fiancé so she could fight and get her children back. I have lost my freedom because some district attorney wants to believe what he thinks is right when the truth has been testified to over and over again by my former fiancé, my fiance's eight-year-old son, and myself.
Not so long ago, many American kids dreamed of becoming cowboys - but of course few really did. Teenager Elliot Charles Adnopoz of 1940s Brooklyn, however, made his dream come true, running away from home…