Border traffic Hell
Carmageddon, San Ysidro edition
Matthew Suárez 1:30 p.m., July 20
Deirdre Lickona
Like her husband Matt Lickona and Reader editor Ernie Grimm, and his wife Mary, Deirdre Lickona is a graduate of Thomas Aquinas College.
Articles by Deirdre Lickona
San Diego Guide to Holiday Fun
Even if yuletide music burns your cochlea on contact ... something for you
I read somewhere that the reason you’re sad around Christmastime is because it’s a reminder of what you’ve lost since childhood: the belief that the world is a magical place that is interested in your ...
Beyond selfie curation
I’m always amazed at those tablet commercials that show children creating wonderful art on their digital devices. If my kids get near a glowing screen, it doesn’t matter what apps are available; they instantly switch ...
Things to do
What do you mean you’re bored?! An anti-ho-hum compendium.
Jetpack America Want to feel like Superman? After a training video and in-office instruction, strap on a jetpack and take to the air. During the 15- to 60-minute ride, the water-jetting pack can go as ...
She Knew How Fragile Writers Could Be
E-mails were short, sometimes five words.
I used to send Judith gifts around Mother's Day. Not on, but around -- because she wasn't my mother. But among her many titles -- mentor, boss, friend -- there was also this: the mysterious ...
France Meets California
"Old school vs. new school, Bob Hope vs. Adam Sandler, dirt vs. fruit."
Loops Like Pillows
"Never say never," I thought to myself as I slid into my wedding dress in early May of '96. It wasn't that I had once supposed I would never get married. I was 25, in ...
When the Loud Bell Rang
22 Reader writers on school
My first day in school was really my second day — Jangchup Phelygal The Radiators That Ticked Heat into the Room — Laura Rhoton McNeal Rear Rank Rudy — Jim Morris Forget-me-nots — Rosa Colwin ...
I Wanted to Crawl into My Mittens
The soft cotton kept me from getting a grip on the slide.
I don't remember much from my childhood. Why this is, I don't know. I was happy; I remember that much. I came from an intact, loving, financially stable home. But when I go poking around ...
