JEREMY JOJOLA

Music is often a time machine, a magical transport that can instantly take our minds and hearts to places we cherish in our memories and souls.

Over the last week, I’ve been hearing from so many people who have been sharing fond memories of the old “Mis Crismes” tradition after I posted a video about it on Cuentos y Corazón.

This week a video showing a Denver food inspector pouring bleach on a vendor’s table of food went viral, which elicited angry responses towards the city and inspector.

This is weird now.

Years ago when I was 16, my father and I were caught in a terrible and intense storm while on a backpacking trip in northern New Mexico.

Out of the thousands of news stories I’ve done, there is one in particular that is my favorite and which continues to resonate with people.

This month, for the first time, I was locked out of my Facebook account and prohibited from sending messages and making posts.

I once called Twitter the nicotine of journalism.

I’ve never done LSD, but after getting a 30 minute dose of the Vision Pro headset, I feel like I’ve been to a different dimension that is absolutely wonderful and seemingly foreboding because of its potential to ensnare, deceive and captivate our attentio…

Ricardo Trujillo When I was a young, impressionable college kid, Ricardo was a deeply positive influence on my life and an absolutely terrible role model, which made him fun to be around.