A curved seating bar, the smell of fresh roasted coffee and various comfortable nooks and crannies from which chatter and laughter emanate tell the visitor this is no longer a bank or jewelry store.
It’s Whidbey Coffee’s newest cafe at 980 Pioneer Way in Oak Harbor, adjacent to a drive-through Whidbey Coffee facility that has been a fixture with North Whidbey coffee addicts for years.
In a fit of frugality I will on occasion make a sandwich with the two heels of a store-bought loaf of bread. They’re the thickest and weightiest part of the entire loaf and it seems a waste to throw them away.
Dr. Robert Bishop left his full-time veterinary practice 16 years ago when he was elected Island County coroner, and that’s a job he hopes voters will let him retain in the Nov. 2 election.
Bishop keeps his DVM credentials up-to-date and fills in for a veterinary friend on the island, but his true avocation is Island County coroner.
Those of us who don’t necessarily think efficiency and low prices are the highest calling of humanity have our doubts about the initiatives that would change how liquor is sold in Washington. It’s too bad initiatives are identified by number, otherwise people would have some idea what they’re voting for. Let’s just call it the-Booze-At-Costco initiative. There’s another similar initiative on the November ballot, but it makes things so complicated that we’ll just ignore it.
One of Oak Harbor’s national treasures turned 90 on Aug. 24, celebrating with old flying buddies at the PBY picnic.
A “threshold choir” is forming on Whidbey Island to give comfort to the ill and help the dying transition peacefully into the next realm.
Older folks can take advantage of the back-to-school sales by reliving not their youth, which is too far back in the murky past to be relevant in today’s world, but the youth of our children. Thus I found the temptation of on-sale Lunchables at Prairie Market too tempting to resist.
Viewers of C-SPAN have watched in awe in recent months as a steady stream of deceivers, equivocators and prevaricators testified before Congress. They’d take a sip of water, gulp it down nervously past the knot in their silk tie, and set about trying to fool Congress about what they had done to inadvertently destroy America.
Scraping the bottom of the cracker barrel, yours truly was selected as this year’s Island County Fair grand marshal. It’s a history- making decision in several ways. First, no newspaper editor has ever been grand marshal; second I’ll be the first to have to wear a catcher’s mask to ward off the rotten fruit thrown in my honor; and third, I might be walking because I don’t have a horse, a convertible or a tractor.
There will be a lot of love affairs going on in Windjammer Park Saturday.
Make that love between man and machine, rather than the opposite gender-type love so common in a waterfront park on a sunny August weekend.
My $30 license tab dictated by Tim Eyman’s initiative cost $70 this year because the state once again forced me to buy new license plates, front and back.
The father of a fallen hero hopes the fourth rendition of the Megan McClung Memorial Run will attract a broader group of participants.
Set this year for Saturday, Aug. 14, at Whidbey Island Naval Air Station, in the past the run has included mostly military participants.
Last week I lamented my inability to find all past Island County sheriffs on Google. Now I have the complete list, thanks to an old fashioned form of communication called a newspaper columm. Our present-day Sheriff Mark Brown sent it along, courtesy of former Sheriff Mike Hawley who now commands the North Precinct. Another list was provided by Larry Marley who found it the traditional way, by digging through his garage and workshop instead of resorting to Google.
