During the last few years, LED lighting has been popping up on store shelves everywhere; now, in case you hadn’t noticed, it’s bringing a bright new look to your neighborhood as well.
We live in a constantly changing world: it’s what keeps life interesting, right?
Many of our longtime readers — including those who still call us The Warner Wrangler — recall the days of our modest launch in 1990, when friends and family helped deliver those first editions to a few hundred driveways bordering Warner Road in Tempe.
For those of us who believe that supporting our community’s small businesses—the ones, that is, that have worked hard to earn our trust over the years—we worry a bit when we see so many corporate entities establishing a presence in our Tempe/West Chandler neighborhoods.
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.