I first met Sheila Shirley when we moved to Washington state 20 years ago.
COVID rearranged our daily routines big time.
I first heard the voice of Mercer Islander Dave Ross in the fall of 1978.
My ‘Undercover Boss’ moment on Mercer Island.
It happened a hundred years ago. A relay-race of sled dog teams saved the lives of countless people in Nome,…
As someone who raised three daughters in Illinois, my childhood appreciation of Lincoln only grew by increased exposure to the one I consider our greatest president.
When I first met Tommy, he and his wife, LaNelle, had just moved to Covenant Living at the Shores.
Dr. King, like I, grew up as a preacher’s kid.
Over the holidays, I decided to go visit an elderly woman I deeply admired.
Occasionally, on Facebook, I’ll post something I call a “thrift store find of the week.”
A father’s influence in a child’s life is inestimable.
It happened on a Blue Friday.
This coming Sunday afternoon (Dec. 8), my artist friend Craig Thorpe and I will be signing copies of “Faith Matters: The Ebb and Flow of Unstoppable Hope” at Island Books from 1 to 3 p.m.