When we were young we would lie on the newly mown summer grass and talk to one another about the cloud pictures we saw. Little did we realize that someday there would be an unseen cloud up there full of all the ideas of the world. And now there...
One Call Too Many We were just headed out the door yesterday morning, when the phone rang. Nyel answered and handed me the receiver. “It’s ABC,” he said. Wow! Their news crew was on their way to the peninsula said a voice named Eloise,...
Remote Possibility My husband and I are becoming perilously close to cancelling our television service. Since there is no cable in Oysterville, we have a dish. For too many years we paid the big bucks for the “preferred package” and...
Dawn on Willapa Bay We don’t often watch the ‘local’ television news, known as the “Nightly Murder and Mayhem Report” in our household. It seldom holds much relevancy for us and usually leaves us horrified and depressed – definitely not...
Mom at 85, November 1996 These days when I get together with friends the discussion inevitably turns to matters of health – the latest developments in our various conditions. Arthritis, cataracts, blood pressure, crepey skin, and concern for our...