Listening to the deep caring and thoughtfulness of my own daughters led me to plan a celebration for the young citizens of Vashon Island on Nov. 4, at the Backbone Campaign’s election night party.
Why is that? Why do some places grab us by the throat, the way a good detective mystery does right from the first paragraph, so we can’t let go? What is it about them that makes us feel so comfortable?
Sinus Block sounds like a nasal problem, but it was also the name of my maternal grandfather.
Newspapers are inherently flawed mediums. They take snapshots in the moment, without the benefit of hindsight or the polish of analysis and try mightily to make sense of them. The “rough draft of history” — delivered to your home.
And yet these snapshots are invaluable because they can — especially when pieced together into a bigger whole — offer a window into our lives and our community.
The question of replacing a four-way stop with a stop light has implications much more expansive than traffic control. It is a question of whether we can continue to be, or not to be, Vashon.
As our school district considers a massive remodeling of our high school and selecting a new superintendent, one thing is certain: Change is coming.
It seems like yesterday that my oldest daughter prepared to go to Camp Waskowitz.
For more than 30 years, I have been happily engaged as an independent school educator, most of that time working primarily with middle school students — early adolescents.
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