Sometimes I think I’m a little slow (that was not an invitation for comments, by the way), but the other day it dawned on me that I have never lived anywhere where there were so many old pickup trucks as there are right here on Vashon Island. Have you noticed? How could you not?
Imagine an educated woman of the 1890s who favored camping, hiking and sitting on the precipice of mountains over domesticity, fashion and fitting in. Picture a woman who tossed aside corsets and bustles for men’s clothing, who was commissioned by the Great Northern and Northern Pacific railroads to create plein air art.
Grethe Cammermeyer, RN, Ph.D, colonel and recipient of numerous honors and awards, including the Veterans Administration’s Nurse of the Year, had an impeccable military record but was discharged from the service on June 11, 1992, after she uttered four words.
Former Sgt. Christopher Gaynor spent the last 40 years trying to forget the trauma of the Vietnam War. A Vashon resident, he focused instead on his career as a bank asset administrator and then on managing the Parkinson’s Disease he developed as a result of his exposure to Agent Orange in Southeast Asia.
