Emily Articulated: Open road
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist I hit scan on the radio, searching for anything other than static, until a familiar song broke through the cracks and pops: “… all the roads we have to...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist I hit scan on the radio, searching for anything other than static, until a familiar song broke through the cracks and pops: “… all the roads we have to...
By Ben Olson Reader Staff I recently attended a memorial service for someone who left a big impact on my life. This was before I began as publisher of this newspaper, when I was...
By Sandy Compton Reader Columnist Fall is falling. Sunday morning, it becomes official. I will — hopefully — be in a spot that cares nothing for the arbitrary Gregorian calendar, but is sensitive to...
By Ben Olson Reader Staff Most people will celebrate Labor Day weekend with a campout, backyard barbecue or perhaps they’ll sneak in a final lake day before we transition to raking leaves and wearing...
By Tim Henney Reader Contributor Jackie and Tim Henney met in college in Berkeley, Calif., in 1956 and wed on Block Island, R.I. in 1957. Jackie claims to have earned an A not in...
By Mike Wagoner Reader Contributor I was raised in Walla Walla… a nice town to grow up in… I still venture back there now and again to sing in a couple of the many...
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...
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...
By Tim Henney Reader Contributor “One never knows, do one.” — Fats Waller Other than outliving dear family members and cherished longtime friends (and dogs) the worst thing about being old are medical maladies....
By Mike Wagoner Reader Contributor New Year’s Day has a kind of feeling to it doesn’t it? Sometimes, not a very good one. For me, this time around I found myself lookin’ back at...