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Saturday, October 17, 2020

PUBLIC SERVICE, cont'd

When Barbara prepared her first transcript of a city council meeting instead of having Hazel Grubb proofread it Wesley made a point of looking it over himself as the lovely widow stood nearby. He breathed deeply of Barbara’s subtle scent, an Estee Lauder floral. When Hazel saw the lissome Barbara... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, October 16, 2020

PUBLIC SERVICE

Hazel Grubb was the Deputy in charge when Wesley Cruikshank, the City Clerk, was out of the office. Hazel had a mind like a steel trap and a pleasant manner. Everybody liked her. Wesley appointed her so she could tend to all official duties any time he was “in conference,” otherwise known as his... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, October 15, 2020

Game Over

I was standing by the rail fence, leaning on it, arms folded on the top rail, resting my chin and taking in the scene: rolling hills in the far distance, tree line at the other edge of the pasture, a carpet of clover and grass nearby. There were bees and butterflies, a sorrel mare with her... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, October 14, 2020

FIRST SWEETHEART

It was the 6th grade at Kennewick Elementary, at a time when we mostly stayed in one classroom and learned all subjects from one teacher. There was the single file march to PE class in the gym, changing into our white gym shorts and tees, learning volleyball or the polka or standing in a big circle... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, October 12, 2020

GREAT AGAIN?

(The Year 2020) I walk barefoot through rough terrain; the cold has numbed the soles of my feet, I no longer feel the sharp stones, nor pay attention to red ooze tracing my steps. The road from misery to possibility goes on forever. There are no official signs, just hopeful gaps in the mountains,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, October 7, 2020

YARD SALE AT THE MAIN STREET CENTER

The two volunteers who tended to the Boutique pre-Covid shutdown, had been there all along, sorting donations, taking some clothes home to wash and iron, pricing the items, checking online for name brands of accessories, getting things on hangers and arranged as outfits. Sales in normal times... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, October 6, 2020

WHEELBARROW TO ANYWHERE

During my junior year in high school I was infected with “get the hell out of Dodge” syndrome. At 16, with no money in my pocket and seeing no way out of my situation – all I wanted to do was get out from under mother’s thumb, find a job and have my own money. And most of all, I didn’t want to be... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, October 5, 2020

The Blessings of Adversity

I think we have all had to overcome one kind of disadvantage or another - health issues, financial problems, lack of education, being outsiders, victimization, discrimination, even abuse. Back in the mid-80s when this grandma was a college student, I had one professor whose ability to motivate... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, October 4, 2020

TOMORROW THERE MAY BE FROST ON THE PUMPKIN

It is one of those dry, sunny October days that we think about long after the month has become a memory - crisp and with maybe a hint of barbecue smoke, or maybe someone's gone against the rules and decided to burn some fallen leaves. It was dark yesterday even at high noon, overcast and raining. A... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, October 3, 2020

TRIPPIN’ BACK IN TIME

When I graduated from Mossyrock High School in May of 1953, it was the smallest graduating class in years. There were eleven girls and eleven boys. It may surprise you to learn our football team won every game that year, always against larger schools. Of our eleven senior boys, one suffered from... Sign in to see full entry.

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