In Loving Memory of “Yogi” Eugene Arthur Saxon Jr.
June 5, 1963 – July 18, 2025

“Yogi” Eugene Arthur Saxon Jr. was born on June 5, 1963, to Michelle Linda Saxon and Eugene Arthur Saxon Sr. in Hoopa. He spent his entire life in Hoopa, deeply rooted in the place he called home. Raised on Bald Hill in a home built by his father, Yogi later raised his own children in that same home, surrounded by the peace and beauty of the mountains. Bald Hill wasn’t just where he lived — it was a sacred place filled with memories and tradition. The land itself carries his family’s legacy, including the piece of land that homes the cell tower that was sold to the Hoopa Valley Tribe by his father.

Yogi was a proud athlete during his school years, forming lifelong bonds with friends like Monty Jarnaghan and Joe Joe Jarnaghan Sr. Though he didn’t graduate high school, he found a second home with Glen and Susie Sanchez at age 18. They embraced him as family and taught him about the richness of Hoopa culture, values he carried with pride and shared generously throughout his life with anyone who was willing to listen.

Cultural to his core, Yogi lived by traditional teachings. He was known for his unwavering kindness, compassion, and inclusive spirit. His home was always open — to friends, family, and even strangers. His heart was boundless, and he treated all people with love and respect.

Yogi found his passion working as a laborer in the mountains, falling trees and brushing. He believed, as he often reminded his children, that Native people should rise with the sun. He lived by that principle — up before dawn and working until sunset. In 2000, after a serious health scare due to alcoholism, he made the courageous decision to become sober in order to raise his children and live a longer, healthier life. He never turned back. He was proud of his recovery and made it his mission to speak out against drugs and alcohol abuse, especially to protect and guide the youth.

Although he used marijuana for medicinal purposes, he was never against it — in fact, he turned to it for pain relief instead of relying on prescription medications. At the time, he was preparing for both knee and hip replacements, enduring a great deal physically. But despite the pain, he made real sacrifices to participate in the big dances, just like the rest of us. He was Especially proud of the fact that he went the entire duration without smoking, and he would often share that with a sense of pride. His dedication and spirit were truly inspiring.

Yogi was deeply spiritual, loyal to his cultural roots, and a humble teacher of traditional values. His life was a living example of resilience, redemption and unconditional love.

He later discovered a deep passion for coaching the Traditional Hoopa Stick Games — an honored tradition passed down through generations by our Hoopa ancestors. This passion was ignited through the guidance of his nephew, Lil Alren Doolittle, and supported by many dedicated men in the community who volunteered their time to help teach the youth. Their collective efforts forged a strong bond between him and the young players, one built on cultural pride, mentorship, and shared purpose.

A special thank you to his nephew, Lil Ar, for teaching him how to gather and prepare the materials used to carve the traditional sticks and tassels — essential pieces in the sacred game. Gratitude also goes out to Lester & Nick White, Wilfred Ferris, and Andrew Gordon for standing beside him in coaching and sharing their knowledge.

Yogi held a special place in his heart for each and every player, including: Manny Peralta, Orien O’Neil, Jayden Dauz (his great-nephew), Kenny Doolittle (his nephew), the twins Vernon and Joe, Joe Smith Jr., Sam Pratt (his grandson), Chicken, Victor Campos, Jason Warren (his nephew), Thomas, Kika Miguelena, Braydon, Terris Ballard, Tillis, Sylvester, Henry & Oliver, Sebastian Ferris, and Cayden Beck. I apologize if anyone was left out. Their were many players on the field over the last few years.

He also cherished the many kids from the Hoopa Housing Neighborhood who would visit him regularly. Though too many to name, they know who they are. These children brought him joy by simply sharing their day-to-day lives with him. Every morning, he could be found sitting on his porch, soaking in the sun. The kids knew he would be there, always ready with a warm welcome and a listening ear. Those moments meant the world to him.

He is preceded in death by his father Eugene Arthur Saxon Sr.; siblings Nathaniel “Nat” Saxon, Rachel Saxon, Endora “Sam” Saxon, and Genivieve “Gee Gee” Saxon; his beloved daughter Aeriael Agnes Saxon and son “Lil Yogi” Eugene Saxon; Aunt Eleanor “Mouse” Abbott, Uncle Warren Abbott; niece Angel Aubrey, nephew Isaac Saxon; the mother of his children, Charlotte Abby Frank; and his brother Smidge Colegrove.

He is survived by his loving life partner, Monica Matilton; his mother, Michelle Linda Saxon; his children Gina Saxon (Howard “Howie” McCovey), Angela Saxon-Pratt (Saul Peralta), Charlotte Saxon (Skyler Mosier), Cameron “Sats” Saxon, Jessie Mosier (Nikki Risling), Stormie Mosier, and Jennie Saxon (Francis Colegrove); and his many grandchildren: Joel Mosier (Lorencita Perry), Malia Mosier (Rodney Clark), Jerome Mosier, Mariah Mosier, & Baby Skyler Mosier Jr., Harmony, Na:nyay, Chime:chwing, Samuel “Samuria” Pratt, Emilee & Donavon Lonewolf (Lacey McKinnon), Lilia, Elicia, Jada Brown, Nathaniel, Warren Saxon, Quentin, Julious, Aiyana, Cheyheila, Laheila, Jessie Mosier Jr., and Elijah Martin.

He is also survived by great-grandchildren Brielle Mosier, Joseph Mosier, Julious Jackson, and Drew Mosier; numerous nieces and nephews, including Shawnday & Andrew Lonewolf, Roseanna & Antone Aubrey IV, Virgil Doolittle, Arlene Doolittle (Jimmy Sanders), Starlene Bussell (Isaac Bussell), Lil Arlen Doolittle (Melissa Phines), Robert “Wolf,” Panther, Sissiliyia, and Christian Colegrove, along with many beloved great-nieces and nephews. He is also lovingly remembered by his aunt and uncle, Dr. Eva Smith and Emmett Chase.

Pallbearers: Cameron “Sats” Saxon, Jessie, Skyler, Joel, Jerome, Quentin, and Julious Mosier, Elijah Martin, Andrew “Beaver” Lonewolf, Virgil & Lil Arlen Doolittle, EFC, Carlyle, Suagi, Wolf, Panther & Francis Colegrove, Howard McCovey, Donavon Lonewolf, Warrior & Bubba Sanchez, Tic Mil Ashley, Blaze & Duane Carpenter, Lester White, Kenny & Freddy Doolittle, To’nehwan Dawz, Terry “Scruff” Ballard, Rodney Clark, Isaac Bussell, Jimmy Sanders, Dylan Moon, Aaron Jr. Peterson, RJ Marshall, Shan Davis, and Sport Surber.

Honorary Pallbearers: Glen Sanchez Sr., Carl Colegrove Sr., Carlyle & Robert “Blake” Colegrove, Ruben Sanders, Saul Peralta Sr., Keg Super, Joe Davis, Lyle & John Matilton, Michael Brown, Clayton James, Carlo Miguelena Sr., Bruz Aubrey, Ralph Peters Sr., Super Bibancos, Antone Aubrey IV, Frank Surber Jr., Frank Surber Sr., Dwight “Corky” Vanpelt, Emmett Chase, Stone Wallace, Merve George Jr., Craig Merrick, David Maloney, Boyd Ferris, Phillip Vigil, Ian Moore, Freddy Brown, Sylvester “Flabs” Brown, Loggy Jackson, Benjamin Spencer Sr., Jack McNertney, Johnny Pratt, Joe Joe Jarnaghan Sr., Jason Peterson.

My apologies if I left anyone out. He loved everyone.

The Wake will be held at the Neighborhood Facilities Wednesday July 23rd, 2025 @ 6 p.m.

Services will be held at the Neighborhood Facilities Thursday July, 24th, 2025 @ 11 a.m.

Burial Location: Hoopa Tribal Cemetery

Reception to fallow at Hoopa Fire Hall.

“Love everyone, judge no one, and rise before the sun.”

His memory will live on in every heart he touched. May he complete his journey peacefully to the Happy Hunting Grounds to dance for eternity with our ancestors and loved ones who went before him.

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Shirley Ann Meyer passed away the afternoon of July 11, 2025, in her room at Timber Ridge Renaissance in McKinleyville with her daughter Genine and one of her granddaughters, Judy, by her side.

Shirley was born in Forks, Washington, on March 23, 1933, to Henry “Hank” Walken and Vovaline “Bobbie” Steen. Shirley was the oldest of three daughters and always played the role of the responsible older sister. Losing her dad, Hank, to tuberculosis around the time of her eighth grade graduation instilled in her an extra measure of responsibility within her family and would influence the in-charge kind of person she was throughout the rest of her life. When life brought difficult circumstances her way, and there were many, she always faced them, made the best of them and continued on with her family as her highest priority.

Shirley married Gilbert Morse in 1956 in Oakland. Shirley brought two children, Erlene and Steven, into her marriage with Gilbert, and together they had Greg and Genine. Included in the new blended family was Gilbert’s first son from another marriage, also named Gilbert. Soon after their marriage, Shirley and Gilbert along with Erlene and Steven moved to Gold Beach, Oregon. It was here that Greg and Genine were born. In the summer of 1963, the family moved to Smith River.

Every family has trouble and sorrow, but the ’60s were particularly tough for this matriarch. For a time, she was sole provider for a his-hers-ours family with two pre-schoolers, a temporarily disabled husband and a permanently disabled mother with her own teenage daughter, all living under one roof. Shirley took a small-town waitress job. A few years later, Steven drowned in the Smith River. Shirley’s sorrow was deep, yet her do-what-you-can attitude compelled her to volunteer to drive a local church school bus and help to clean up the Smith River Cemetery and to serve on the Del Norte County Grand Jury. A letter of thanks from the Del Norte Superior Court judge was found in her treasured papers.

Shirley was known as a meticulous record keeper and the move to Smith River soon led to her employment with the Westbrook brothers, Hank and Chopper, as bookkeeper for their many businesses. In a later relocation to Humboldt County, she was the office manager and bookkeeper for Baywood Truck and Equipment Company. Her last employment was as the Food Mart office manager until she retired. In these roles, she was deeply loved and appreciated. After retirement, Shirley served multiple years on the Humboldt County Grand Jury, and for a portion of that time as the grand jury foreperson in the 2000s.

Shirley and Gilbert and their family enjoyed many summer vacations camping throughout southern Oregon and northern California as well as most of the well known western national parks. Weekends in the fall were often spent deer hunting. Some of Shirley’s best times were at a cabin at Big Flat on the south fork of the Smith River and deer hunting with extended family and friends at “The Hunting Club” near Platina on Hwy. 36. She was an expert at carving a deer and preparing the venison for the freezer! She also canned thousands of pounds of tuna during mid-life, with few family members able to outlast her energy on the marathon canning weekends.

The late 1970s and 1980s were special years for Shirley and Gilbert after their purchase of a 26 ft. class C motorhome. There were many road trips to meet up with longtime friends and family, also in their RVs. A favorite destination was Howard Prairie in southern Oregon. She was also an international traveler enjoying several trips to Europe.

Gilbert Morse suffered a fatal heart attack at the Hunting Club in October of 1990 and Shirley remained single for 17 years until she married Darroll “Dean” Meyer in July 2007. Dean and Shirley also enjoyed RV travel and took many trips to see friends and family throughout the western states. Shirley and Dean were married for 17 years until his passing in October 2024.

In her senior years, Shirley developed a fondness for Jack Russell and Fox Terriers. Their relentless energy and mischievousness kept her mobile and active well into her 80s.

Shirley and Dean attended Wood Street Chapel in Fortuna for many years. One of her greatest joys was filling shoe boxes each Christmas season for Samaritan’s Purse Operation Christmas Child.

Shirley was preceded in death by her parents, Henry and Vovaline, her husband Gilbert and her late husband Dean, her daughter Erlene and son Steven. She is survived by her sister Elaine, her son Greg (Barbara) and daughter Genine (Brett), as well as eight grandchildren, five step-grandchildren, fifteen great grandchildren and nine step great-grandchildren.

The Morse family would like to thank the caring staff of Timber Ridge Assisted Living in Eureka and Timber Ridge Renaissance in McKinleyville and Hospice of Humboldt during her final days. Thank you also to Mad River Hospital for their kind care in July.

A celebration of Shirley’s life will be held at 1 p.m., October 3, 2025, at Crescent City Foursquare Church, 144 Butte Street, Crescent City, CA 95531.

Elvina Newjahr Wood, beloved wife, mother, grandmother, great-grandmother, and great-great-grandmother, passed away peacefully on June 28, 2025, at the age of 97. Born on April 29, 1928, in Los Angeles, to Christian and Helen Newjahr, Elvina lived a life defined by kindness, resilience, and deep devotion to her family and community. On 1948, she married the love of her life, William Wood. Together they shared nearly 42 years of marriage, raising six children and building a life rich with love and partnership. Elvina was preceded in death by her husband, William; her children Geri (Otto) and James (Sandy); and her granddaughter Jessica.

Elvina is survived by: her children Steven (Veronica), Annette (Ron), Mary (David), and Helen (Bill); her grandchildren David, Bridget, Jayme, James, Jonathan, Victoria, and Dominic; great-grandchildren Skyler, Alexandra, Aidan, Aurora, and Zander; and great-great-grandchildren Oliver and Kaito. Elvina was the heart of her family — the one who held everyone together with her steady love, her warmth, and her infectious laughter. She was famous for her chocolate chip cookies and snickerdoodles, which she baked with love for birthdays, holidays, and especially her grandchildren.

In 1971, Elvina and Bill moved to Santa Rosa, where she worked as an Instructional Aide at Brook Hill School and as the Operator at Macy’s Department Store. She touched countless lives with her gentle presence, caring heart, and deep sense of friendship. She checked in on those she loved and made everyone feel seen, heard, and cherished. In her retirement, Elvina embraced the opportunity to explore hobbies she had long set aside. She took classes at Sonoma State University, enjoyed walks around Spring Lake in Sonoma County and rekindled her love for creative pursuits like flower arranging and dancing. Her faith remained a guiding light — Elvina was a devoted member of her church and a tireless volunteer who gave freely of her time and spirit.

Elvina spent the last two decades of her life in McKinleyville, where she remained active in both her church and her community. She tended the rose garden at her church for several years. She loved working in her garden. She and her close group of friends were in a senior bowling league and often spent Tuesday evenings at the casino, sharing laughter and friendship. Her legacy is one of love, joy, and unwavering connection—a life well-lived and deeply appreciated.

She will be missed beyond measure and remembered with deep affection by all who had the privilege of knowing her. To honor Elvina’s life, two services will be held:

 Funeral Mass in McKinleyville:

August 4, 2025, at 11 a.m.
Christ the King Catholic Church 
1951 McKinleyville Avenue,
McKinleyville, CA 95519

Funeral Mass in Santa Rosa:

September 4, 2025, at 12 p.m.
Madelyne’s Chapel at Calvary Cemetery
22930 Bennett Valley Road,
Santa Rosa, CA 95404

Glenda K. Cooper
July 26, 1947 – May 23, 2025

Glenda K. Cooper, better known to her family and most friends as Minimaw, passed away peacefully in Eureka. She had fought a long journey with kidney carcinoma since 2009. Until her final morning, Glenda managed her days by expressing gratitude for life to her family and friends, sharing a kind word and a wonderful story of her experience traveling to the Arizona desert looking for desert rose crystals.

Glenda shared her memories of her siblings: Jimmy Ramsey, Johnny Ramsey and Viola Ramsey Chriswell. Fond memories of her mother and father, and her aunts, uncles, and cousins became more frequent as she reached her later years. In later years, she spent time fishing up and down the Trinity River with her two children, Rosemary K. Hodges Pearl and Joseph K. Hodges.

Glenda made a life for her children here in Humboldt County. She completed night school and then continued on for two years at College of the Redwoods. Her love was Hayfork, California, and the abundance of friends she acquired while being a resident. The Solid Rock Church was the extended family she always told family and friends about.

Glenda was a spitfire soul and a ride-or-die Minimaw! At a later time and date, a gathering will be held for Glenda. A special thanks to Hospice for your care. Special thanks to Granada in Eureka for your love and care, even though it was brief. A very special thank you to my children: Christopher Partee, Charles Pearl, Alicia Ameneyro, and Michael Chriswell, Chuck Sr. and Tereasa Pearl, and many more.

She will forever be loved and kept here with us in our hearts.

In loving memory of a:

Mother, Grandma, Sister, Aunt, Friend, Cousin, Prayer Warrior.

I have a fine view right now, sitting here on the ground leaning up against a lamppost’s concrete base. I am watching two backhoes work at rending and tearing a place I used to live in, a place the word “home” could never be applied to. 

A “home” is light and airy, warm and convivial. A home is a nice place to rest your head after a long day of working hard. It’s somewhere you can feel safe and stretch your legs out when time allows, or have friends over and enjoy being in someone else’s company for a little while. In short, it doesn’t suck, like this building does — or did, because now half of it is lying in zillions of tiny pieces and the other half has been cut open for examination like a $20 burger or the cavernous cadaver of a corpulent fuck you never really liked. 

“Overwhelming pleasure” is a phrase I could use to describe what I’m feeling right now. I could also say I’m “wracked with ecstasy” or “writhing with euphoria” or some other pseudo-Freudian cliché, but the truth is that those phrases don’t really capture the deep satisfaction I am also feeling at watching a building I hate, a blight on both the landscape of the campus and on the minds of the thousands of students who were forced to live there. Yes, I am thrilled to announce that the Campus Apartments, long and always considered the worst place on Cal Poly Humboldt’s campus to be banished to, have been unceremoniously and totally destroyed. 

I spent eight months of my life trapped in that place. From August 2022 to April 2023, I enjoyed all the amenities that hovel had to offer: a kitchen a tad smaller than the size of a parking space, shared with three of the smelliest, most selfish assholes I’ve ever met. A bedroom designed by an architect who had surely only ever lived in Japanese capsule hotels. Enough sunlight reached that room to please even the most sensitive of vampires, who probably also enjoyed sleeping one foot from the ceiling, just like in their caskets back home. 

Nothing in that shithole ever worked right. CPH has always been proud of the access to the natural world their campus provides, so that should explain why, one day, a waterfall erupted from the ceiling above my shower. For two minutes, gallons flowed from a little crack into the tub, and no maintenance guy could ever find out why it happened, which it continued to at odd times. It had nothing to do with what my upstairs neighbors were doing or flushing, nothing to do with what I or the assholes were doing. The waterfall was divorced from all logic and reason. 

The backhoe hasn’t yet reached my old apartment, but its time is ticking away. 

One night, the fire alarm went off three times, and all 300-odd residents had to evacuate out into the parking lot each time. Once was reasonable. The second time was pointless, because there was, of course, no fire. When it went off for the third time, several of us stood chattering in the cold passing around a bottle of bourbon and cursing, but we slept well after that because whoever was in charge simply turned the fire system off. 

The backhoes continue to snap apart its rotting bones into toothpicks, and with each passing splinter, I get a little happier. 

Looking back, I am amazed that I can come up with nothing redeeming to say about the late Campus Apartments. They were expensive; I paid over $700 a month to live there before I fled before the semester ended for off-campus housing. I did once get to write an article for the student newspaper on all of the mold problems the dorm-dwellers (including myself!) dealt with, and I remember that one being fun to write. I’m also currently pretty entertained by the contained fracas happening right in front of me, but watching something get destroyed is hardly a quality unique to one place. 

If I have to say one nice thing about the ol’ shitheap, I guess I’ll say I’m glad it gave my roommates a good excuse for being assholes, because everyone is when they live in a cramped tunnel that gets no natural light and mold in the corners, and I’d hate to think poorly of anyone if I can avoid it. 

Goodbye. I won’t miss you.

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Facing threats of fines and enforcement actions from the California Department of Housing and Community Development (HCD), the Blue Lake City Council finally passed its long-overdue housing element update last night via a unanimous vote. 

In passing the update, the council acted more than half a year ahead of the nine-month timeline it had proposed back in May, though City Planner Gary Rees, of SHN Consulting, explained that rezoning work connected to the update may still take the city until mid-December to complete. 

Blue Lake Mayor John Sawatzky and Councilmember Kat Napier recently attended meetings with staff from HCD, who passed along the agency’s desire for the city to “expedite the timeline as quickly as we possibly can,” Acting City Manager Dani Burkhart said while introducing the matter for discussion.

The state agency asked Blue Lake’s council to sign a memorandum of understanding (MOU) formalizing its commitment comply with state housing law by coming into compliance with the (current) 6th Cycle Housing Element Update and planning ahead for the 7th.

If the council were to decline to sign that agreement, HCD could issue a stipulated judgment, according to Burkhart. That type of court order would have much more severe consequences for noncompliance, she said. City Attorney Ryan Plotz backed that assessment and urged the council to choose the MOU. 

The city planner agreed. “Some of the benefits the MOU is … , one, they would provide enhanced technical assistance for the city to help with coming into compliance, [and] they would commit to a fast review process,” Rees said. 

Mayor Sawatzky asked whether the pressure being put on Blue Lake is connected to grants the city received through HCD. (Blue Lake was awarded $65,000 in 2021 through the state’s Local Early Action Planning Grant (LEAP) program for the explicit purpose of updating its housing element.) 

“I think the way they look at that is, that’s one more reason for them to be like, ‘We literally paid for it. Come on, guys,’” Rees said. 

Napier noted that she has been bringing forward public concerns about a prior draft update, which the council chose not to adopt back in March, and she asked how the latest draft compares. Rees explained that this version is largely the same, though staff reduced the projected number of housing units on a few specific sites while still meeting the city’s Regional Housing Needs Allocation (RHNA), the minimum number of housing units it must plan to accommodate in the coming years.

The rezoning work that lies ahead for the city will focus on making it easier to build multi-family housing on certain parcels with only a building permit — no special use permit required. Rees noted that it’s intended to spur development by minimizing uncertainty around obtaining such permit.

During the public comment session some local residents urged the council to pass the update and sign the MOU. One woman asked about what this would mean for a mixed-use Danco project that has been proposed for the Powers Creek District. The council did not provide an answer, though staff has previously noted that the project could proceed with or without an update. Other commenters argued that there should be more environmental review and mitigation, which Rees said is not legally required.

The council wound up passing the update without any further discussion, following a motion to approve from Councilmember Elise Scafani and a second from Napier. 

New Councilmember

Earlier in the meeting, the council set about choosing a fifth member to fill out the remainder of the term of Chris Firor, who unexpectedly resigned mere minutes before a council meeting in late May. As we reported on Monday, there were only two applicants for the position: former Blue Lake Mayor Adelene Jones, who only lost her re-election bid through the flip of a coin, essentially, and retired public school educator Terri Bayles.

To anyone paying attention to Blue Lake’s fractious politics lately, the choice appeared like a foregone conclusion. Jones is actively involved in a campaign to recall Sawatzky, Napier and Scafani, three of the four people charged with making the decision, while Bayles’s civic involvement has mostly been limited to organizing public opposition to a proposed lithium-iron-phosphate battery energy storage system (BESS) at the city’s defunct power plant.

Terri Bayles. | Photo from Arcata School District via Facebook.

Indeed, the council wound up picking Bayles. Jones made her pitch to the council ahead of the selection, arguing that her ballot-box tie with Napier reflects the will of the public to see her continue her 30 years of involvement in city government. She faced critical comments from the public but said, “I think the city has been run beautifully the last 10 years.” She later added, “I stand on my record, and I think it’s a good one.”

Some members of the council pressed Bayles on whether she’d be able to keep an open mind should the city council be faced with proposals similar to the BESS project in the future. 

“I can’t say that I would close my mind off to that, for sure,” she replied, somewhat cryptically. “I do have some strong feelings about the setting of it right there by our river.”

But in her initial speech to the council she struck a populist tone.

“I promise that I will work hard, I will be diligent [and] I will honor you by being honest and trustworthy and working with everybody in this community, because we’re all part of one community,” Bayles said.

Bike and Skate Park Grant Application

Later in the meeting, the council agreed to apply for a grant from The Land and Water Conservation Fund Coalition in hopes of subsidizing the cost of the city’s partially finished bike and skate park. 

The current iteration of this city council has had a lot of questions about the park, including the as-yet-undetermined total cost and potential liability.

Burkhart explained that the grant request would be for between $20,000 and $200,000 to cover the remaining work in phase one of construction though phase three. The award would be contingent on the city providing matching funding of at least 50 percent, and both Napier and Scafani questioned whether donations received through the Redwood Coast Mountain Bike Association (RCMBA) could be included in that. Burkhart assured them that they could.

Napier also expressed concerns about wording in the application suggesting that the city must have 100 percent of the balance of project funding before accepting a grant. Plotz explained that “the project” could be defined narrowly, so that wording doesn’t necessarily mean that the city must have enough money to finish the park.

With assurances that the details could be worked out later, the council unanimously voted to have staff apply for the grant.

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PREVIOUSLY

• Flouting State Guidance, Blue Lake City Council Votes Not to Adopt Its Own Updated Housing Element
• The Blue Lake Community is Under the Impression That Its City Manager Has Been Fired, But City Hall Won’t Say Whether She Has Been Or Not
• With the City Manager’s Abrupt Exit, Blue Lake Residents Mount Recall Effort Against Three Council Members
• SERVED: Three Blue Lake Council Members Were Handed Recall Notices at Tonight’s Meeting
• Blue Lake City Council Approves Nine-Month Timeline to Reach Compliance With State Housing Law
• BREAKING: Blue Lake City Councilmember Christopher Firor Abruptly Resigns
• [UPDATED] Blue Lake City Council Scrutinizes City’s Involvement in Partially Completed Bike and Skate Park
• State Threatens Blue Lake With Hefty Fines and Legal Action for Failure to Adopt a Compliant Housing Element
• Blue Lake’s Ex-Mayor Wants Most of the City Council Recalled, But First She Wants Them to Appoint Her to Join Them.

Update, 2: 15 p.m.: There is a lot less Campus Apartments than there was a couple hours ago. New photos below:

A long-planned destruction of the decades-old Campus Apartments (located, curiously enough, on Cal Poly Humboldt’s campus) has begun in earnest this week, and will likely finish today. 

Check out some footage and some photos of the carnage below, taken a bit before noon:

Video graciously shared by Larry Nichols