Layoffs at Las Vegas law firms are yet another dismal economic indicator, but our town is only reflecting the national and international scene; we’re not unique this time.
Jane Ann Morrison
People laugh when I explain what the Chiropractic Physicians’ Board of Nevada did in 2003, then undid in 2004 after the board became a national laughing stock.
Paul Faulkner learned a lesson.
Clark County coffers dipped nearly $60 million this month, after the money was wired to the bonding company for AF Construction owner Paul Faulkner. His dealings with the county are over, ending the 68-year-old contractor’s eight-year nightmare.
Never thought gizmos could be comforting, but after spending time at the Southern Nevada Counter Terrorism Center, I feel a stronger sense of security.
In hindsight, Billie-Marie Morrison realized she should have gone to her cardiologist after she couldn’t catch her breath while dancing at a Fourth of July party last year. But she thought it was her asthma.
Aunt Frances and I were teasing each other when she turned to her 5-year-old daughter and said, “Call Jane a taxi.” Without hesitating my little cousin, mustering all the contempt she could, spat out a one-word epithet: “Taxi!”
Martha Watson is not a braggart. She certainly has earned bragging rights, but that’s not her style.
Can’t help but smile at a news conference lineup where four out of five Democrats all want or wanted the same job — governor of Nevada — making them Nevada’s own team of rivals.