Lennie, whose love for me was daily expressed in her faithfulness, companionship, devotion to me and to our four wonderful children and ten grandchildren, and who more than any other quality was characterized by her love for God, quietly left us the afternoon of Sunday, March 19, 2023, and exchanged our embrace for that of […]
Letter: Baloney Sandwiches
Today, March 18, us kids remember our dad’s birthday. It was on our dad’s birthday, eight years ago, that my brother and I rowed our regular four-miler on American Lake. It was only our fifth time together in the double racing shell. Down the course we weaved among buoys and small islands, hugging the shoreline, […]
Letter: The Red Helmet, Part II
The baseball players of the Clover Park High School Timberwolves take the field today for the first game of their 2023 season. The Lil’ Crushers t-ball team from Tillicum also step onto the diamond today for their first ever opportunity to play organized baseball. Like the connection between a 74 mile per hour fastball and […]
Letter: God Keeps A Journal
The ink well on heaven’s desk, does it contain ink? No, it contains tears. Our tears. With them God puts pen to paper to record our story. The Psalmist David wrote, “You keep track of all my sorrows. You have collected all my tears in your bottle. You have recorded each one in your book.” […]
Letter: We’ll Fly Away
A worker bee flies from flower to flower as she works to ensure the survival of the hive. After its brief life span of eight weeks, it flies away – never to be seen again. This fact may have crossed the mind of Albert Brumley as he worked the rows of cotton on his father’s […]
Letter: Brothers
On a weathered board high up in the North Cascades at the terminus of the Pacific Crest Trail, there is scrawled a message that reads, “Never reach the end of your life only to discover you have not lived.” My younger – and only – brother hiked that trail from Lake Tahoe to the end. […]
Letter: Yet
‘Yet’ is such a lovely little word although, typically, the context is one of turmoil. The “Are We There Yet?” nursery rhyme, for example, takes the incessant and insistent backseat question of the impatient traveling companions and turns groans into games: “Let’s play a game. Look at where we are. Won’t you look with me? And tell […]
Tillicum Woodbrook Neighborhood Association to meet March 6
Monday, March 6, at 6:30 p.m. we will meet again at the Tillicum Community Center, 14916 Washington Ave. SW and the featured presentation will be that of the Claudia Thomas Legacy House, a Habitat for Humanity project here in Tillicum. Police, schools, and library will also provide updates of community goings-on. Coming to our April […]
Letter: The End of the Journey
If the sun hadn’t risen, I would not have seen them. If I’d not been so tired, pausing to catch my breath at the end of this early morning run, bent over with hands on my knees, I would not have happened to glance sideways and discover their beauty clinging momentarily to the dried stalks. […]