The weekly rains brought Spring on with a vengeance - flowers, bees, blossoms & allergies!  

Riding (or walking/jogging) the countryside in Southport during April & May is a glorious thing with rich visual rewards for those who cherish the open spaces still available.

The one photo which was delayed in getting posted to E15M at Rio Americana's High School is that "knock at the door" that all dread...a death notification our Chaplains of Law Enforcement Chaplaincy-Sacramento (LEC-S) deliver, at 1:55 am or 4:23 pm - these notifications are  life-changing for each family that receives this.  And, for each Chaplain who is on-call, responding to the Coroner's Office who requests this, to being with a family who has just learned from a law enforcement officer that their loved one has died, has a heavy heart.   

The E15M program brings to the famiies and students the realization that drinking and driving is lethal, and, that fatalities do touch us all. 

All who participated in this mock demonstration from emergency responders, law enforcement and LEC-S, have experienced these scenes many times over and it's this E15M Program's desire to educate our youth that choices they make today aff

By Ashlee Gadd

In most aspects of life, I am the anti-hoarder. The Queen Purger. The minimalist. I don’t like dishes in the sink, clothes on the floor, or clutter on the countertops. So how is it, exactly, that I keep 5,800 e-mails in my inbox?

What kind of e-mails, you ask? Oh, the usual. Blog comments, J. Crew sale notifications, anti-Obama spam from my Grandma, online purchase confirmations, notes from friends, invitations to events, responses from weird people about my Craigslist postings, etc. For every 50 e-mails I receive, there are probably two worth saving.

A few months ago I was getting so overwhelmed with my inbox that I spent an entire week unsubscribing from unnecessary e-mails (I’m looking at you, Living Social). It seemed like as soon as I unsubscribed from one list, I had somehow unintentionally subscribed to another. My inbox became a beast that desperately needed to be tamed and I just couldn’t take it anymore... Read More