“People love to push buttons and hear bells and whistles and to see flashing lights,” argued Joan Mell, attorney for the Amusement Device Operators. As to flashing lights, some Washington State legislators are seeing red. So does Mell.
Gangs in Tillicum
One of the featured presentations at the Tillicum Woodbrook Neighborhood Association meeting this coming Thursday, April 7, 6:30 P.M. at the Tillicum Community Center, 14916 Washington Ave. SW, will be by the Gang Unit of the Lakewood Police Department.
Letter: Baloney Sandwiches
Today, March 18, is dad’s birthday. Today – our normal workout day – my brother and I rowed our regular four-miler on American Lake. It was only our fifth time together in the double racing shell. Half-way down the course, weaving among buoys and small islands, hugging the shoreline, doing our best to avoid the […]
Letter: The lighthouse
Perhaps as many as 300-400 ships annually “would be no more” per the Bill Gaither lyrics (below), were it not for the Cape Disappointment lighthouse – and the United States Coast Guard Station nearby – that marks the entrance to the Columbia River “reputed to be one of the most dangerous in the world.”
Letter: Hugs from God and raisin-filled cookies
In this world of high-tech everything, my standard Timex watch-slash-calendar is not with the program. Not that it can’t do lots of stuff: record my workouts for example; store my workouts; wake me up in the morning; even tell me what time it is. But currently it is a day ahead of everything else.
Westside Story – Cyberspace Relationship Turns Human
In 2013 I noticed a grammatical error in a message displayed on a Clover Park Schools reader-board. I attempted to contact Ms. Debbie LeBeau, Superintendent of Clover Park Schools, by sending her an email via the district website. In my email I asked Ms. LeBeau for a return phone call.
Letter: Sock it to ‘em, Mariners
How the Mariners can win the Pennant. Sing it with me (to the tune of the Armour hotdog song. Not the ‘take-me-out-to-the-ballgame hotdog song):
Letter: The Barn and the Swing
Summer: endless sunny days, rosy cheeks, no more wildly-flying-pigtails-while-airborne-into-puddles but the same peals and squeals of laughter are heard back-and-forth on the swing. Once the harvest is in.
Letter: Pat O’Brien – ‘Keep principle the principal thing’
Tillicum lost another of its leaders in the recent death of Pat O’Brien. Perhaps my favorite story of those we swapped by phone over the years, and again in the waning days at his bedside, was the opportunity he had to set aside the standard requirements that had been imposed by the school in order […]