Good Night, Maleka
If she had worked her normal 11 p.m.-7 a.m. overnight shift at the Goleta postal annex last Monday night, Maleka Higgins would be alive today.
If she had worked her normal 11 p.m.-7 a.m. overnight shift at the Goleta postal annex last Monday night, Maleka Higgins would be alive today.
Sometimes you don’t have to go to Burger King to get fed a whopper. Sometimes the County Supervisors’ chambers will do just fine. I was only half paying attention last week when I heard Sheriff Jim Anderson announce that jail overcrowding had gotten so bad, his jailers were forced to release an inmate being held on $1 million bail.
It was just about a year ago that I stumbled out of the Santa Barbara Brewing Company blissfully starry-eyed on a cool October night. The street lights twinkled a particular shade of red and a gentle north wind blew at my back as a young man with a familiar look on his face and a Boston T-shirt came running at me.
Maybe just because most of the hype for orchid shows and sales is in the spring and summer we don’t normally associate orchids with fall. In fact there are wonderful, easy-to-grow orchids for Southern California that bloom all year long.
But maybe I deserved a lick or two, because it wasn’t just Madison who reached a milestone that day. I had also. I had taken another step deeper into the depths of fatherhood. And with each step I better understood being a dad, I better understood my little girl, I better understood my wife, and most importantly I better understood myself.
“I follow my heart when I take jobs,” said Beth Cleary, whose resume gives credit to her claim. For the past year, Cleary has served as president of the board for the Santa Barbara Peace Corps Association, and, when I met her, she was a week into her other job, doing community relations for Girls Inc.-which is not the first local nonprofit to benefit from her services. Cleary has also worked for the Citizens’ Planning Association and SEE International.
The foothills, which run from Mission Canyon east to Sycamore Canyon, now known as the Riviera, remained undeveloped until the 1870s.
Another week of the film festival means another week of Barney selecting the most entertaining and most stirring screenings. Overwhelmed by the expansive choices? Leave it to Barney to show you the way.