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NORTHWEST FORAGING with Erin Kenny
Last week my wife and I experienced a parental rite of passage — our daughter climbed on board a school bus for the first time. We were worried that she would get cold feet at the last moment — but no, off she went, happily heading toward her first day of school.
As children, our imaginations had no limit.
For me, there are really three and a half seasons in the year. There’s autumn, my absolutely favorite season.
Opinions can be dangerous things. Wars have been started because of them, people have died because of them, the fates of entire races and the destinies of whole countries have been permanently altered just because a difference in belief escalated into a conflict due to a lack of understanding and empathy.
With the political season in full swing, we’re likely to see political signs start popping up in fields and yards like fall mushrooms.
Vashon’s 18-year-old delegate reflects on his whirlwind experience with the democratic process
In a letter to The Beachcomber, Rev. Dan Houston of the Vashon Presbyterian Church asks us Islanders to consider the issues of forgiveness and justice, having worked with his congregation through the pain of vandalism at the church.
There are many reasons a new library at K2 Commons makes sense. It would “repurpose” an existing structure, sit right on the highway and give Islanders what we were promised when we voted in favor of a multi-million bond measure — a bigger space.
Ferry dock is a dangerous spot
A lot of people write for The Beachcomber. They submit columns, letters to the editor, articles for our community page. Their voices are varied and genuine, and we welcome —even encourage — their contributions.
I steal flowers.
Autumn approaches, leaves turn yellow and red, sunlight slants low — while returning flocks of birds splash their colors across the canvas of a deepening blue sky and Sound.
The idea of spending a whole summer on an island somewhere is deliciously tantalizing — a place where I could throw away the clock and calendar and live in the timeless moment of “now.” Well, that place turned out to be right under my feet this summer.
The Vashon Island School District’s 1,500 students made their way back to school this week, a bittersweet reminder that fall is in the air and the long days of summer are behind us.
Remember the good old days, just a year or two ago, when $20 would fill up your car’s gas tank? Remember when the gas pumps at Engels could keep track of the cost of gas? Remember when buying heating oil didn’t require a second mortgage? Who thinks our natural gas or electric rates are going down? Our school district is facing these same dilemmas.
Well, the 2008 Summer Olympics in Beijing just wrapped up Sunday. The closing ceremony dazzled viewers with an oversized and fiery pyrotechnic finale.
Jean Bosch, real estate agent and housing advocate, captured the dilemma well when she talked to The Beachcomber this week about Vashon HouseHold’s newest project.
Wasn’t it just last week that you read about vandalism in this very spot? Well, it happened again. This time, Vashon’s unidentified troublemakers smashed into the Island’s public schools and several school buses between 3 and 4 a.m. last Tuesday.