Because we’re human and being human, no one is immune. Today it’s raining. Tomorrow it will rain again. And the day after that.
Tillicum
Letter: Human Wreckage
What I thought I saw I hoped I didn’t see but as it turned out it was what I feared the most. I was first to see it.
Letter: The greatest gift
The list of the 21 must-have, shiny new gadget gifts for Christmas sure to sell out this coming infamous Black Friday, does not include the greatest gift of all.
Letter: ‘Did I call on you?’
Our granddaughter is in kindergarten. Before she entered those hallowed halls of higher learning – though the color of the tiles has changed they’re still the same halls down which I walked, and it’s still the very same classroom where I sat over 60 years ago where she now sits – I jokingly reminded her […]
Letter: Our family-room
Today is no ordinary day. Tomorrow won’t be either. Nor the other night.
Letter: ‘Dump God from politics’
“The prescription for bringing the GOP back from the dead around here is daunting: Dump Trump. And dump God from politics.” So opines Danny Westneat, November 9, 2018.
Letter: On this Veteran’s Day, what might have been
“Of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these, ‘It might have been.’” So wrote John Greenleaf Whittier in this well-known quotation from his 1856 poem entitled “Maud Muller.”
Letter: Losing big in sports, but not in life
“You’re going to lose a lot. Learning how to deal with it is one of life’s greatest skills,” declared Ron Upshaw in yesterday’s KIRO Radio broadcast. The eight-year-old Jr. Hawks had lost their hockey game 41-0.
Letter: Gumming up the works – marijuana markets to munchkins
When the future of an industry depends on enticing (read ‘addicting’) the adults of the future – the youth of today – so what, right? As long as the bottom line is the top priority, then, whatever.