Mounting concerns over lead in the water supplies of several U.S. cities have caused residents around the country to ask whether their water is safe.
When Dan Davis’ boss told him the company would be closing for two weeks for remodeling, he wasn’t sure he wanted to relocate temporarily to another Valley location, an option he got when the shutdown was announced.
If you’re thinking I’m going to talk in this column about the incredible financial milestones we’ve achieved in the past 25-plus years, let me set the record straight before you read further: We’ve been successful, yes, however not so much for the gold bullion in our bank account but for the personal rewards we’ve amassed as a result of helping countless young people take their first steps toward success.
When I was in high school in L.A. in the mid-1950s, the popular TV show “Leave It To Beaver” pretty much characterized our lives
As a 10-year-old growing up in the Midwest, Jon Konti remembers the anticipation that started weeks before the July 4th holiday—those big industrial-strength skyrockets set off at the hometown stadium, the secretly purchased Chinese firecrackers that some of his buddies somehow mysteriously acquired, even the hand-held sparklers that offered an always exciting, though presumably harmless, thrill.
I think it’s fair to say that most of the people I know don’t regularly shop at Walmart.
It was 2007, nearly 10 years since Ward Walston had started awakening virtually every morning to confront another day, another construction site, another excruciating battle with the aches and pains that had grown progressively worse as the months and years wore on.
Tempe and West Chandler were among the metropolitan areas hardest hit during the recession, during which homeowners lost as much as 50 percent of their home values.
Around the world, social media commands a huge segment of our collective mindset—to the point, in fact, where many seem to feel that words on paper ultimately may be no more. I’m willing to admit that that very expectation someday might become reality.
It was the late 1990s, and for 14 long months Karen Goetz spent sleepless nights aplenty.