David Anderson, President, TWNA. The Tillicum Woodbrook Neighborhood Association (TWNA) Board is reaching out to ask for your support for Amy Jarrett, mother of 16-year-old Desmin Jarrett who died of a gunshot wound this past June 23 at their home in Tillicum. A GoFundMe campaign has been established. Donations may also be sent to the TWNA, c/o David Anderson, TWNA President, […]
Letter: Morning by Morning
“Morning by morning” – even mourning by mourning – “new mercies I see.” A rose from the neighbor’s yard that has found its way through the opening in the picket fence in your yard to greet you as you sit alone in the early morning on the pillowed porch rocker where the two of you […]
Letter: “No Events”
My oldest daughter and I sat in church yesterday wiping away tears. The passage of scripture the pastor was preaching from, in his series through I Thessalonians, contained words to the effect, ‘I want you to know how it is with loved ones who’ve died so that your sorrow is not without hope.’ I don’t […]
Letter: In Cahoots in Heaven
I’ll be the first to admit I do not know the names of flowers. I just find them so beautiful. So did my wife, and so did our mom. Nothing – other than watching their children and grandchildren grow and blossom – made them happier than being down on their knees, using a small spade […]
Letter: Still David’s Bride
Chance. Coincidence. Serendipity. Imagine that. Who would have thought? Got a just-so-happened story? If you do, chances are, there is involved a dire circumstance – or two, or three; a consequent anguish of soul of some duration; a twist, or two, in the unfolding plot. What is a love story without tragedy? Sometimes we see […]
Letter: Look Up
We were wearily trudging back to our vehicle parked somewhere ahead – too far, to hear the grandkids moaning – after an afternoon hike to the beach. We had enjoyed attempting to bomb a piece of driftwood into oblivion; clambered about among the rocks; pretended to fend off bears, snakes, and other non-existent figments of […]
Last Fishing Trip
The man was dying of cancer. That was the gloomy assessment of the caller who had called to rent one of our fishing boats. Stooped over his walker, the elderly man slowly made his way down the ramp to the dock. With the assistance of his friends, he took his place near the boat’s stern […]
Letter: The Heart of the Matter is the Heart
Three months ago, today I lost the dearest treasure on all the earth to me. My precious wife of 50 years married succumbed to her long, long battle with cancer. On the occasion of our Golden Anniversary, our dear sweet children presented us with a 1974 green – ‘it had to be green’ – Volkswagen […]
Letter: The Most Important Hour of the Day
Two days before she died – the end approaching following her long, long battle with cancer – I was reading to her from our favorite author who wrote a fictional, whimsical series of romance novels we’d come across early in our marriage, some 50 years before. She was asleep, I think, so I gently lifted […]