If we’re supposed to …
. . . live it up happily and carefree because “tomorrow we may die,” why am I so stressed out about paying my bills?
View ArticleFurther Confessions of a Newspaperboy
V-E Day prepared me for covering such news events as downtown fires, tumultuous strikes, Detroit riots and similar chaos during my later career as a newspaperman. The prime rule is: Keep Moving....
View ArticleEase Up in Belgium’s Mechelen
Margaret of Austria ruled the Netherlands from this palace in Mechelen, Belgium. Story and photo by Sandy Katz MECHELEN, Belgium —- Perched on the Dijle River in the relative shadows of both...
View ArticleMore From the Newspaperboy III
Growing up in metropolises like New York, London, Chicago, Toronto, Los Angeles, Houston or Sydney is more challenging than maturing in a small town. But prowling the streets of a little city like...
View ArticleA major problem with aging is . . .
. . . old friends keep dying off before you can make new ones.
View ArticleConfessions of a Newspaperboy Book IV
School was never my best subject. My real education is rooted in my time peddling papers on the streets of North Bay. It branched in earnest about a decade later when I became a young reporter asking...
View ArticleWhen Times Get Tough, Get Tougher
By Cecil Scaglione Mature Life Features Answers to all the economic arguments lead to a definite “Maybe.” Are we still in a recession, or is it a depression? Are we moving out of one or both? Is a...
View ArticleMore Confessions of Newspaperboy Verse No. V
Milt Robinson stands out prominently in my memory banks. I remember very little about him and have no idea what happened to him. But his image glistens in my brain. He was the first person I...
View ArticleCalifornia’s High-Speed Rail Line …
… is a great idea because it will allow us to go pick up some much-needed water during our drought and bring it back in a hurry.
View ArticleMore from the Old Newspaperboy No. VI
Milt Robinson is perched prominently in my memory banks. I have no idea what ever happened to him and I remember little about him. But his image still glistens in my brain. He was the first person I...
View ArticleCatch a Free Ride in Las Vegas
White tiger patrols its Mirage enclosure Story & Photo By Cecil Scaglione LAS VEGAS —- You don’t have to mortgage your mansion to enjoy this glittering Gotham in the Nevada sand. There are more...
View ArticleStill More Newspaperboy Confessions Ch. VI
Billy Larochelle and I rarely bumped into each other after I relinquished my spot in the waiting line for Nuggets to rumble off the presses six days a week in downtown North Bay. I moved to the other...
View ArticleIt is always easier …
… when somebody else does it, or when “it” happens to somebody else.
View ArticleSeems Like the San Diego Chargers . . .
. . . have got a lot better at playing hardball than football. — Cecil Scaglione
View ArticleSome More Newspaperboy Confessions: No. VII
One of the most utilitarian tools I ever had in all my years was a canvas bag for my newspapers made for me by my godfather. He was Augie Cicci, a close friend of the family who owned and operated a...
View ArticleIn Our Constant Battle to Save Civilization . . .
. . . our wars are killing us. –– Cecil Scaglione
View ArticleAdded to Newspaperboy Confessions: Ch. VIII
The perks of roaming the streets of downtown North Bay peddling the daily Nugget during the mid-‘40s were wide-ranging and the lessons long-lasting. As I cited earlier, it developed street smarts in a...
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