When did you first sense it? What was your first experience of summer’s passing? What brought your attention to the season’s changing? Several people have told me fall is in the air. I live on Valentine Road so see the Cascades on the Valley’s east side every morning. Last week the marine fog hanging on them was the first I saw since I was here in March. That was a welcome replacement of the smoke from the Canadian fires. Wednesday, August 23, 2017
Letters to the editor are important. Thank God for attentive readers. You are the eyes and ears of the town, not me. If I did stop at every bar and coffee shop every day I would only skim the surface of La Conner reality. Are there questions about the Port’s marina whose answers need to be found out? I don’t know. But now I know to start asking questions. If there are critical answers they’ll get printed in the paper.
Kids moving out and parents empty-nesting it, consider this advice: Allow plenty of time for downsizing. When I planned my move, I knew I needed time for packing, loading and cleaning. I failed totally to consider the herculean task of downsizing. That cost me dearly: I left three days later than planned. Files, mostly, weighed me down. Every sheet of paper, back to the 1970s, had to be touched and often read. Significant time suck. But significant gifts, also. I found a short article from a 1990s coworker. Titled “The Nine Most Important Words You Will Ever Hear,” the phrase is “be bold and mysterious forces will come to your aid.” Wednesday, August 16, 2017
Maybe you are asking why the editor of your small-town newspaper is writing about atomic bombs, endless war and climate change. Doesn’t he know that La Conner is far away from everywhere else? Doesn’t he like this idyllic little town? What part of local doesn’t he get? It is because I get local that I write editorials. The record-breaking dry spell is both front page and local news. The national news of the federal interagency report detailing significant effects of climate change in the United States now is cause for concern here in La Conner. (1 comments) Wednesday, August 16, 2017
Tell me about the wars you haven't won the battles you never fought the victories never wrestled from an implacable enemy; when the world wasn't made safe for democracy and pledges not made to end wars. Tell me when wars were never started.
Tell me of the decades upon decades of peace which much more than the absence of victory was the one epoch when no one died and mothers never cried because their too young children were never buried under their tears and taps never sounded. When excited men in suits didn't gesture wildly while pledging the country's treasure to arms firms gorging themselves on our young’s' lives. When veterans didn't beg at curbside and kill themselves in their bedrooms.
I want to hear about the day when politicians had the courage to shut up and go home and didn't incite fear, but found that fault lay not in the stars or distant desert sands but in themselves.