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Change, and moving to a new apartment | Home Again

Two weeks ago, I wrote about Change, which I approached as the proper noun my mother made of it. She impressed upon me from childhood that not many things in life are certain. No matter what plans I m...

 

Change, and walking each other home | Home Again

My mother was fond of saying, “There’s nothing as certain as change.” Probably some famous person first said that. As far as I’m concerned, it was original with my mother. From her clear...

 

Christmas gifts, music, and memories | Home Again

December fills my heart with memories of long-ago Christmases during my childhood in Edmonds. Helping carry boxes of decorations down from the attic. Cutting and pasting red paper chains for the big...

 

Finding grandmother's treasures | Home Again

I own a few of my beloved grandmother’s treasures from her childhood and early adulthood. A tiny blue purse, trimmed with clear glass beads. A formal photograph of her at age 8, unsmiling, wearing...

 

Scoring Sounders tickets was worth it | Home Again

I’m writing this a few hours after the joyful conclusion of the Seattle Sounders championship soccer game at Century Link Field – a game in which the Sounders triumphed over Toronto FC. No matter...

 

A prideful diversion into Seattle | Home Again

“Austen’s Pride,” billed as “A New Musical of Pride and Prejudice,” ended a nearly month-long run last weekend at the Fifth Avenue Theatre in Seattle. On Thursday, I attended a matinee perfo...

 

With good cookbooks, old is new again | Home Again

My favorite cookbook, without a doubt, is the oldest one in my collection. It’s my maternal grandmother’s “revised and enlarged” copy of "The Household Searchlight Recipe Book," 12th...

 

A success: Oktoberfest beer runs out | Home Again

The recent Edmonds Rotary Club Oktoberfest proved to be a good choice for a first-time Edmonds community event and fundraiser to further Rotary support of local projects. The range of activities...

 

Missing the fair – literally | Home Again

As the season winds down for county and state fairs, I’m reflecting on past visits to fairs I’ve enjoyed, from Cashmere to Phoenix. My favorites are the smaller ones, where it’s possible to see...

 

Remembering a friend from Edmonds High | Home Again

Last weekend, two classmates and I took the ferry to Kingston to attend a celebration of the life of an Edmonds High School classmate, Dave Martin, who died a month ago. We last saw him nearly a year...

 

A packed summer reading list | Home Again

It’s been four months since a truck rear-ended my car in a Seattle tunnel, totaling the car, injuring my neck, and rattling my brain to the extent that PTSD continues to plague me. I am thankful...

 

A special Memorial Day in Edmonds | Home Again

Memorial weekend touches my heart, and this year was no exception. Sunday evening, I tuned in to the 30th annual “National Memorial Day Concert” from Washington, D.C. I watched the PBS...

 
 By Joanne Peterson    General    May 9, 2019

Busy, busy, all the time | Home Again

My daughter-in-law Debbie, in northern Idaho, seems to be managing many regular activities three weeks past her knee replacement surgery. I have never known an individual more capable of handling...

 

Recovery, and finding time to volunteer | Home Again

It’s been over two weeks since my unfortunate adventure in the Seattle I-5 express tunnel on my way to a youth soccer game in Tukwila. It was the last day of March. Rear-ended by a speeding Ram...

 

Plans derailed by car accident | Home Again

My plan for last Saturday included a leisurely morning at home, followed by a sunny drive to watch my West Seattle grandson Adam play soccer in Tukwila. Tukwila is not my first choice of game...

 

A lot to be thankful for | Home Again

Tuesday was our warmest winter day on record. Ever! Perhaps it’s easier to think of gratitude when the sun is shining – though I also enjoy clouds and rain and the rare snow in Edmonds. But days...

 

Unpacking after a trip, or not | Home Again

I enjoy packing for a trip. I know other people who enjoy that task, too, and I know some who say they dislike it, totally. As to people who enjoy unpacking after they return home, I don’t recall...

 

Armed with Oscar ballots, on the couch | Home Again

The 91st Academy Awards extravaganza – also known as the Oscars – takes place this Sunday, offering hours of entertainment in a Hollywood theater filled with glitz and glamour. Oscar awards will be...

 

A snow day perfect for sleds | Home Again

This morning, my grandson Adam texted me three photos taken from inside his family’s West Seattle home, views of the snow-covered front yard and street. Adam’s ecstatic message: “GRANDMA! SNOW!...

 

Football, spring and MLK Day | Home Again

The NFL football games last weekend presumably pleased people, but I am among the thousands disappointed by the outcomes of both. As to Feb. 3, Super Bowl Sunday, I’ll admit that my enthusiasm for... Full story

 

Pulling people into your peace | Home Again

I sit in the big chair in the living room, holding my laptop. The computer makes it uncomfortably crowded for my Siamese cat Mocha to wedge in next to me, where she prefers to be. She gives up, and... Full story

 

Walking each other home, together | Home Again

Christmas Eve morning. Sunny and bright, with puffy clouds in a pale blue sky. It was 47 degrees, probably much colder where I stood on the beach north of the ferry dock, watching the... Full story

 

Christmas memories – and that mouse | Home Again

I’ve shared childhood Christmas memories often through my years of writing this column. Right now, I’m remembering my mother early in December, eager to unpack her boxes of Christmas décor,...

 

Doing the right thing | Home Again

I’ve been thinking about several unrelated events of the past weekend. First, I write this on Veterans Day, grateful for those who have served their country, my country. Patriotism and...

 

When Dorothy met Loren | Home Again

My father, Loren Bradbury, played football at Yakima High School during the early 1930s. Watching him play in the first football game of the season her sophomore year, my mother, Dorothy Thompson,...

 

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