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I'm coming up on 40 years of slogging through life without any religious affiliation, and for the most part, I have no regrets. Last Sunday, though, I was standing before a couple hundred members of All Saints Episcopal Church in Pasadena and found myself envious.
When it comes to the management of the Los Angeles Unified School District, there is such a rich buffet of material lately, I hardly know where to begin.
"What is it?" Kelly Charles asked as he walked to his job as a custodian in downtown Los Angeles and gazed up at a rather odd construction project. "A roller coaster?"
I didn't know all the details of Yecenia Olmos' story when I went to see her Tuesday morning in Westwood. I only knew that she grew up in South Los Angeles, briefly fell in with a gang, and at 22, was about to graduate from UCLA and receive a humanitarian award for community service she performed while earning a double-major degree.
Five years later . . .
The invitation arrived in a jewel box with a faux diamond garter around it, or maybe a faux diamond necklace.
Of all our many adventures, the trip to the golf course in Griffith Park might be the most memorable.
To be perfectly honest, we at The Times had no idea what we were getting into three Sundays ago when we began a novel-writing contest and invited readers to show us their best work.
My column Wednesday about the growing cost of public education seems to have touched a nerve in a state where we've moved way, way beyond candy sales and pancake fundraisers.
Twenty-five years ago, I had a child enter kindergarten.
