Last Thursday (June 22), the highly anticipated and secretive Senate health care bill — “Better Care Reconciliation Act” — was unveiled by Senate Republicans amid reactions ranging from “finally” to a huge chorus of “oh no, here we go again.” Here we go again because the margin for passage is so razor thin that if three Republicans vote against the measure even a tie-breaker vote cast by Vice President Mike Pence won’t be enough to guarantee passage.
For all the fame and notoriety that Mineral King has achieved since it was first discovered by deer hunter Harry “Parole” O’Farrell supplying the Hockett Trail crew in 1864, it was the mining era from 1872 to 1881 when the whole world started watching and, by far, the most people came to this magical place. Magic, because as the name implies, nearly every precious mineral is known to exist here but it was silver that caused the local excitement.
The year 2016 marks 30 years since I first visited Mineral King. We all have those life-changing experiences or moments that define our lives. September 26, 1986 — the day I first set eyes on Mineral King — was without question one of mine.
I begin this post-election reflection with a heartfelt thank you. Thanks to all who supported the Elliott for Supervisor campaign financially or by volunteering, attending a fundraiser, or helping put signs up all over the district. I will always treasure the time spent working together and in thoughtful conversation, visualizing what might have been had we won this election.
If the Memorial Day weekend was any indication, Three Rivers residents better start looking forward to September, a time with cooler weather and less water. Thousands of people were in town over the holiday period, some passing through to Sequoia National Park, some using Three Rivers as their base camp for mountain exploration, and a horde of day-users. And things didn’t flow so smoothly.
As you may have heard by now (wink), John Elliott, my partner in crime in this little newspaper venture, is taking his commitment to the betterment of Three Rivers and all of Tulare County to the next level by running for public office.
Happy New Year! Those three little words conjure up so many memories… the highlights of the past year, perhaps? Maybe the New Year’s Eve you remember as your best… the one when you shared a meaningful embrace and a kiss at the stroke of midnight.
As we Boomers age, it becomes more of an evening to enjoy a gathering with family or friends and a nice holiday break from the routine. On my last few New Year’s Eves, I’ve had to be awakened a few minutes before midnight for the ceremonial countdown.