December 11, 2013
As I bring my time on the Snoqualmie City Council to a close, I want to thank the citizens for your trust and the opportunity to serve you over the past 10 years. The choice to step down was not easy, but I am pleased with what we have accomplished together.
December 11, 2013
Santa’s gift registry could make wishes
There is a secret selfish longing we all share this time of year. It is traditional to give gifts at Christmas, of course, but there’s always the chance that those who adore us for our sterling qualities won’t give us what we really want or unquestioningly deserve.
December 4, 2013
Teacher knows how to peddle students’ wares
Janice Thomas hasn’t been the valley’s most innovative art teacher since the invention of dirt for nothing, you know.
One of her goals has always been to get the community involved in the art scene. She’s gone so far as to invite several well-known artists from the city to come here and give demonstrations.
November 27, 2013
Talking turkey brings thanks in small ways
“You see that sunset last night?” Steve said. “Now that was a honey.”
“I’ll say,” said Doc. “You know, with Thanksgiving on us, I have to tell you I’m very thankful for sunsets like that one.”
November 20, 2013
Medical opinions and facts don’t count
The morning conference began innocently enough, with Steve and Doc arguing over which of the little packaged jellies went better on sourdough toast, and no one caring which one was right.
Dud and Bert and I sat silently, sucking down the morning elixir until it spread life to our outermost reaches as the Mule Barn truck stop’s world dilemma think tank crept to life. Bert was unusually quiet this morning and we asked why.
November 13, 2013
Badger hunting is a family tradition
My first wife came from a ranching family way back up in the hills. She had a cousin, Ted, who was a hound dog man.
I talked my way into hunting with him, of course.
November 6, 2013
Fascinating world awaits beyond city limits
There were two little boys down at the Doughnut Hole Café the other day, standing outside, just waiting. They didn’t have long to wait. The Greyhound bus pulls up just about one each afternoon, give or take a little.
October 31, 2013
Street signs beat bread crumb trails
I was invited recently to join Bob Milford, manager of the prestigious Diamond W Ranch, on a drive-around tour of the place.
It’s a huge, private ranch, with tiny ex-logging roads winding around through 13,000 acres of pine trees and rocks. A real paradise.
October 16, 2013
The day their conversation became salty
It was a bright morning, and we had finished off the coffee and conversation at the Mule Barn truck stop, and we couldn’t think of anything much to do because we were still full from breakfast and it was too early for lunch, and the political problems and Hollywood gossip tanks had been thoroughly topped off.
October 9, 2013
Intentions tabled when non-club disbands
The Club didn’t last long.
It wasn’t the dues, which were nothing. It wasn’t being worried about being elected recording secretary or something if you missed a meeting. There were no officers, no directors and no meetings.