Last week saw a changing of the guard in media circles here on the Olympic Peninsula. You may have missed it, but more than likely — if you are a regular local newspaper reader — you did not.
Not again; please … not again. We were having coffee the last morning before our return from what was a wonderfully relaxing and contemplative trip to the Oregon Coast when “breaking news” announced another school shooting in progress.
The Sequim School District bond proposal before voters on the Nov. 3 ballot is the result of long-term planning that began in 2008.
“Water, water, every where, Nor any drop to drink.” Do you remember these lines from your school days? They’re from the famous poem “The Rime of the Ancient Mariner” by English poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge.
After a long pause, three words came to Luke Jacobsen’s mind while reflecting on his solo trek on the Pacific Crest Trail (PCT): “Phenomenal, hard and awesome.”
We associate air pollution with big cities, but millions of people are feeling the impacts of pollution from wildfires burning from California to Alaska and as far east as Colorado.
Ever since the now well-known response by Donald Trump, one of the candidates for President — in case you hadn’t heard — in which he said, “A big problem this country has is being politically correct. I don’t have time to be politically correct,” I’ve contemplated just what being politically correct is.
Tim Wheeler shares a story that, as he writes, “ultimately will appear in my memoir, if I ever complete it.”
During the hottest part of the unsettling heat and dryness, my husband and I found ourselves paying a lot more attention to weather forecasts. One particular forecast was being broadcast while we were in a Seattle area hotel having a so called continental breakfast of chunks of scrambled eggs and 1,000-calorie-each muffins.
This week is the real start of the new year. Parents take their 5-year-olds to their first day of kindergarten, kids return to new grades and new expectations, high schools gear up for football and cross country and soccer, the weather turns colder and wetter, the days are shorter and our teachers renew their calling and mission to educate the children of our state.
Try as it might, Washington just can’t get this charter school thing down right.
When I began preparing this column, it started off as a wistful bit of prose ruminating about the passage of time, an elegy of sorts to mark the passing into a new stage of parenthood. And then it turned into a rage piece.
On Sept. 4, the State Supreme Court derailed Washington’s nascent charter school movement when it ruled that charter school Initiative 1240 is unconstitutional.
