A Few Thoughts… On time, new works and short-lived famous folks
By Sandy Compton Reader Columnist I’ve not been writing a lot of late — mostly, just this column. The best days of writing are dark and wet, when I’m glad to be inside and...
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The people’s river
By Ben Olson Reader Staff The Pack River begins its life high in the Selkirk Mountains. Starting as melted snow that accumulates in Harrison Lake, it spills down the mountain. The clear alpine freshet...
Still, there is pizza
By Soncirey Mitchell Reader Staff We ate soggy, New York-style pizza at the strip mall after burying Nana. One minute I was scattering rose petals in the rain — a cinematic expression of grief...
Dangerous past times
By Zach Hagadone Reader Staff Among the titles that I’ve coveted in my life — from president to general to knight of the Most Noble Order of the Garter — the one I’ve come...
On bullies
By Ben Olson Reader Staff Recently, one of the young people in my life shared that they had been experiencing significant bullying in school. It broke my heart to hear how cruel kids can...
A few thoughts… On television
By Sandy Compton Reader Columnist Bruce Springsteen recorded “57 Channels and Nothin’ On” in 1992. We’ve made incredible — ahem — “progress” since. Thirty-two years later, there are over 100 networks, some of which...
A few thoughts… on golf
By Sandy Compton Reader Contributor I once golfed with a pastor who did well until the 13th hole. Then, the wheels came off. On the 16th tee, he put a drive so far out of...
Remembering the Testicle Festival
By Ben Olson Reader Staff The early days of the Sandpoint Reader were wild. Editor Zach Hagadone owned the paper then. I was just a lowly writer seeking out adventures to fill these pages,...
The old song
By Soncirey Mitchell Reader Staff It was already midday when my mom and I left home for our college road trip, taking the old roads through eastern Washington. Washington State Route 261 leads to...
A few thoughts… On spring in the Norther Rockies
By Sandy Compton Reader Columnist It seems to be spring. Winter wasn’t so great, as winters go; after too many days of skiing last season, I’ve not had enough this year. But I’m grateful...
