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    • Donald Sanders

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    • December 16, 2015 in Columnists

    A love letter for my home town: Winters, California

    In my home town of Winters, California, Santa Claus is ushered into town with a big parade of tractors beautifully decorated for the holiday season. The condition of the tractors is a good indicator of the state of the local economy. I’m happy to report that the farmers seem to be doing just dandy. It goes to reason that if the farmers are dandy then the rest of the town is doing just dandy.

    Time seems to pass way too fast so it’s hard for me to keep track of what has been happening in my life. As I think about the passing of 2015, I realize how fortunate I am to live in this community we call Winters, California. The amount of love I have for this town and the people in it still amazes me. I’m so happy that I could just crap and fall back in it.

    I happened to drive through Winters about 30 years ago and I remember thinking, “That’s where I want to live!” I love everything about this town. If I had my way, I would never leave it again. Anyone who wants to visit with me can come here, because I don’t want to leave and go to where they are. Everything I desire is right here. I truly believe that anyone from anywhere in the world can come here and find happiness. There are some really fine people living in this area and I’m grateful for the opportunity to live among them. I mean, where in the world could be a better place to live? This is a perfect town.

    A few moments ago, I glanced at the front page of the local newspaper, the Winters Express, to see a picture of the new Citizens of the Year, Woody and Rebecca Fridae. I absolutely love these people and I think we all should think about how lucky we are to have such quality individuals as neighbors. They make me smile every single time I see them.

    I love the town. I love the restaurants, the markets, the hardware stores, the auto parts store (but I’m mad at them right now), and most of all the farmers. Farmers are the life blood of this community and they’re connected to us all. They have given this town the riches of the ages just as farmers do in every town, but this is my town and if I have my way, the local farmers will enjoy happiness and prosperity for the next thousand years.

    We have the best of everything here in Winters, California. Even the air that we breathe has the flavor of the local restaurants and the sound of the happiness of its citizens at work and play. As for me, I love the smell of the Buckhorn Steak House, cooking with the wood from the local plum orchards. It makes work and play the same for me. Yes, if I can smell the Buckhorn, then I’m a happy man.

    I cannot forget to mention Putah Creek and the City of Winters’ Putah Creek Nature Park. Everything about this watershed is wonderful and beautiful at the same time. I am grateful for the work done by the Solano County Water Agency, the Putah Creek Council, the City of Winters headed by City Manager John W. Donlevy, Jr., the Winters PD that keeps the peace, and especially the local winemakers at the Berryessa Gap and Turkovich Wineries.

    I have to stop, because I could go on and on forever if you let me. I have to tell the truth about this town. It’s all I can do, because when you love something, that’s what you do when you talk about it. The future is bright for this community, and that brightness trickles through the air to fall upon us like a misty rain. It’s also true that what is bright for me is bright for you. Enjoy your holidays.


      • Madgew

      • December 16, 2015 at 5:02 pm
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      I loved visiting Winters a few years ago. It is a small, happy town.



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