I commute to an office in town five days a week, but with a convincing excuse, my employer allows me to work from home, infrequently and irregularly.
Today, as in years past, hundreds of Islanders will head to Point Robinson to enjoy one of the lowest tides of the year and to celebrate Puget Sound — a body of water that gives our Island shape, meaning and a sense of identity.
Last month, the Vashon Alliance to Reduce Substance Abuse (VARSA) released results from its recent community attitudes survey. More than 740 of the adults on the Island took the survey, making it statistically representative of your beliefs about alcohol and drug use among Vashon youth. Two results were encouraging to us: 84 percent of you believe youth alcohol and marijuana use is wrong, and 74 percent said alcohol use by Vashon teens is a serious problem.
Sorry, but this column has ADHD. The last five months got lost somewhere, and it has messed with my focus.
King County has once again missed the mark in its communications with Vashon Island.
Vashon High School hosted nine year-long exchange students this year. While this was an exceptional year, VHS hosts an average of four, and at least as many Vashon students study abroad each year. Short-term exchange programs in the summer add more than 20 students who travel, study and learn outside the classroom here and abroad.
Summer has officially arrived, and along with Fourth of July barbecues and family vacations, it is time for the annual celebration of our shore at Point Robinson.
Summer has officially arrived, and along with Fourth of July barbecues and family vacations, it is time for the annual celebration of our shore at Point Robinson.
“You’re a shadow of your former self!” a friend called in greeting to me. What? Oh, yeah, she means the 67 pounds I’ve lost.
The Mukai farmhouse sits just west of town at the end of a short street that butts up against Island Center Forest. It’s a serene and lovely place — at once both modest and gracious.
Vashon Theatre is one of those enduring, treasured Island institutions, without which Vashon just wouldn’t be Vashon. Since 1947, it’s been a great place for us to get out of the rain for a couple of hours, see our neighbors and be mesmerized by those hallucinogenic murals.
Last week, Marilyn Oswald, the McMurray Middle School track coach, stood before the Vashon Island School Board and politely made a request.
The press release for the annual Father-Daughter Dance caught my wife Maria’s eye. It included a photo of an apparently doting and devoted father gently holding his daughter’s hand, his arm around her slim waist, leading her confidently through a fox trot while a debutante-dance band murmured on the bandstand.
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