I'm beginning to think I want to be an ostrich when I grow up. There is something to be said for sticking your head in the sand when the going gets tough. Actually, I guess I did do that to some extent twenty some years ago when I retired and...
It took just a few seconds before I did a double take! Barbara Bate had handed me a flyer about a Community Awareness Dinner but it wasn't until I took note of the face and saw the words "Featuring speaker Mario Rodriguez" that I yelled, "Hooray!"...
As I read the front page news this morning, I was selfishly SO glad that I am long retired and not having to work during these treacherous times. I am pretty much out of the school loop -- most of my teaching colleagues have now retired and I don't...
Nyel is good at it. I'm not. It probably hearkens back to the years that he worked in the library at the University of Washington -- in the sixties when he was working on his undergraduate degree. Reading the shelves is a skill necessary to...
Yesterday I received a note from my Australian friend Rosemary Peeler. I think of her as a blog/community historian connection. We actually "met" on the internet through some blogs I had written about Judge Briscoe and Michael Lemeshko's...
Often on Wednesday mornings early -- right up there with pouring my first cup of coffee -- I take a quick look at the Chinook Observer online. I'm much too impatient to wait until the post office opens to get my hard copy of the local news,...
Last night it was SRO at our usual Friday gathering. We ran out of chairs so we spilled over from library to living room. Hal sat on the floor and I meant to see how he'd manage to get up -- but I forgot. I can still do it, but it's not a pretty...
Traditionally, only the roadways leading into Oysterville were called "roads" -- Territory Road coming from the south and Oysterville Road coming from the west. All the rest of the roadways were called "streets." And so it is today. But, usually...
And back to "Oysterville, A Simply Lovely, Living Ghost Town" -- the skewed, some-right-some-wrong sort of article in the 2019-2020 issue of Discovery Coast. Paragraphs #11 and #12 are mostly correct. Except for the parts that are totally wrong:...
It does not bode well that my very first column of the year in the Observer's January 2nd edition has a glaring error in it. What's more, it's an error that involves the history of Oysterville and the name of a family I know well. In fact, some...
Just last night, I took a lot of (fairly) good-natured ragging from my own beloved husband for "telling all" in my blogs. All about him, that is. The subject came up because it was "Friday Night" at our house and a number of our friends had...
On the chance that you haven't had time to read yesterday's Observer, I am copying the article I wrote about the Oysterville Schoolhouse Lectures. They start tomorrow, September 20th. Hope to see you there! Nancy Bell Anderson, co-founder with...