Most of us have done some pretty odd things in our lifetime — no, wait, stupid things, having put myself in that situation so many times it really can’t be counted.
There is something mystical about evenings in late December, bringing to mind a small 6-year-old child who felt the magic of Christmas in 1937, the year Seattle had a rare blustery snowstorm.
Last month, I received an email from gal pal Jan Richards of Kingston that set this old memory bank back in time.
In the August edition of Kingston Community News, I told of our daughter’s medical emergency and how she was ticketed for $450 because she parked in the handicapped zone in front of Group Health in Poulsbo.
In the August edition of Kingston Community News, I told of our daughter’s medical emergency and how she was ticketed for $450 because she parked in the handicapped zone in front of Group Health in Poulsbo.
There are times when the legality of laws and policies strike all of us as a “situation impossible” (one of my own expressions).
It tickled me to read a letter in the June Kingston Community News, on the Opinion page. It was titled, “Yes, Jacque, and capitalism does work well.” David Brown of Hansville was remarking on my column, “Who is looking out for the little guy anyway?”
My family has a special interest in veterans since four of our sons served in the military during the Vietnam War. Some still don’t call it a war, but they weren’t there. Believe them, it was a war.
I don’t know about other folks, but the elevating cost of gas going up every other day — sometimes every day — is sitting in my craw like heartburn.
There are times when I think I am so funny and then fall flat on my face. This is a tale of one of my recent goof-ups.
Our lives are getting a little humdrum with the weather ever changing from one day to the next.
I have an off-beat sense humor, always finding something funny in just about everything. There are times when a remark strikes me and I just fall apart, like when a congressman recently became a little testy, saying he was getting very tired of people picking on the rich.
Autumn days, just before winter sets in, is my favorite time of year, but along with it comes many memories of past years.
Hearing today’s news is like living my early childhood over again in the Depression of the 1930s. When Wall Street failed on Black Tuesday, October 1929, the world was thrown into turmoil.
Do you ever read the labels on items you buy? I know that some of us are beginning to pay more attention in purchasing U.S.-made products, rather than foreign-made. American-made items are not always higher in price, as one might believe. Even a few dollars more really wouldn’t hurt many of us.
American-made items are not always higher in price, as one might believe. Even a few dollars more really wouldn’t hurt many of us.
Those of us who have families living in the midwest were given quite a fright in May.
Two sons, Gary and Edward, live in tornado areas as well as our grandchildren and their families. We were able to talk with Gary by cell as he was racing to his home in Edmond, Okla. He told us, “It was so dark reaching the ranch from a tornado overhead, I could hardly find the barn.”
Washingtonians are famous for complaining about our rainy weather, so be it, but doesn’t it irk you to have visitors…
One can always tell spring is here by the hustle and bustle of the Sunshine women of Kingston’s Redeemer United…
This is my April column, but I wrote it in March to meet the paper’s deadline. The word March holds…
