Oysterville Daybook Archives

Two is for Mirth

Two is for Mirth

Yesterday afternoon on our way to Adelaide’s for a coffee break we saw a flock of seagulls gathering outside the pharmacy. “Maybe there’s a special on seagull prescriptions today,” Nyel said. What they were actually after looked like a small pile...

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Oysterville’s Red Light District

Oysterville’s Red Light District

The other day at our 160th celebration, when Ronnie Biggs mentioned that he remembered Oysterville’s Red Light District, he got quite a laugh.  But, he was serious.  I dare say all of us who were kids here in the 1940s and ‘50s remember it.  But...

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“Commas are NOT my friends!”

“Commas are NOT my friends!”

In the early 60s when I began teaching in California, we still had time each day for Social Studies.  There were prescribed ‘units’ that were to be taught at each level starting with “All About Me” in first grade – a comfortable place for...

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Teenage Rite (Right?) of Passage

Teenage Rite (Right?) of Passage

It is an ironic commentary on the bureaucratic state of things that in Washington teens cannot get a driver’s license until they have passed driver training programs involving a number of requirements – including 30 hours of classroom instruction –...

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When it comes to motherhood…

When it comes to motherhood…

When it comes to motherhood, I want to be just like Abby when I grow up.  Abby is my second cousin once removed, granddaughter of my mother’s first cousin Barbara Williams Espy, daughter of Jim and BG Hook (my second cousin), wife of Dan Ronco, and...

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“The vorpal blade went snicker-snack…”

“The vorpal blade went snicker-snack…”

We met three of the Red House Cousins on the road the other day – Grandma Beeg, with young Silas and Ginger, coming back from The Great Steamer Clam Hunt.  First came Beeg, striding forth toward home with a third-or-so bucket of clams.  Not far...

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And besides… it’s for a good cause!

And besides… it’s for a good cause!

If you are a “Pinky and the Brain” fan, or if you are a theater buff, or if you are looking for a good cause, my son Charlie Howell has made an offer you’ll be hard pressed to refuse: DONATE at least $35 to Theatricum Botanicum in the next week,...

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Summer Kids:  Barry, Bart, and Me

Summer Kids: Barry, Bart, and Me

As far as I know, my book signing at Bailey’s Bakery and Café yesterday is the last that I’ll be doing for Legendary Locals of the Long Beach Peninsula.  Not that I won’t sign more books at the drop of a hat.  I will and gladly!  But yesterday’s...

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Instead of stewing, I should’ve known…

Instead of stewing, I should’ve known…

Yesterday I had the pleasure of being the keynote speaker at an awards ceremony honoring twenty-six students from our two local school districts – Ocean Beach and Naselle-Grays River Valley.  The event is an annual one sponsored by the Masons.  The...

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Full Circles and a Complete Turnaround

Full Circles and a Complete Turnaround

I hadn’t been to an assembly at Long Beach School since I retired from teaching twelve years ago.  But, as the teachers and students filed into the gym to take their places – adults in chairs, kids ‘criss-cross-applesauce’ on the floor, I felt...

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The Handoff

The Handoff

  These days, one of the topics of conversation among us of the older generation concerns the village children and grandchildren.  Most of them, of course, live elsewhere, but in the summertime, especially, they come to Oysterville.  They come to...

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A Toe-tapping Sunday Afternoon!

A Toe-tapping Sunday Afternoon!

A week ago Sunday while we were enjoying a pre-birthday celebration for Nyel in Tokeland, there was a bit of drama going on in Oysterville.  Suddenly, at the eleventh hour (actually at 1:00, just two hours before Vespers is set to begin) the...

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