Under the auspices of a new nonprofit, “The Music Project,” vocalists from the Secondary Academy for Success (SAS) will perform next month at the Children’s Hospital “Festival of Trees” fund-raising celebration in Seattle.
Turning 18 is exciting; you can buy a lotto ticket, cigar or dry ice. However when I turned 18 last month, my adulthood meant much more than making a trip to the gas station to buy a scratch ticket. On Nov. 4, I will vote in the 2008 presidential election.
Unfolding in our community is an inspirational story of how a handful of public-school science teachers trumped public controversy with a genuinely good idea that has captured the support of state, county and local politicians and government leaders.
Once again, just when I think Tim Eyman has said the stupidest thing ever, he keeps talking. I guess I’m not surprised that Mr. Eyman is against red-light cameras as it makes money for the city (government making money being something he’s almost always against). His big bone of contention? He “claims” it’s unsafe and unjust. He points out that a majority of the people fined are, as he says, “Turning right at a red light without stopping before making their turn.” Well, correct me if I’m wrong, but aren’t you supposed to stop at a red light before making a right turn? How is this a bad thing? If you ask me, it’s another reason why we should be putting up more of these cameras. And what’s wrong with the city, county or state making money off people who run red lights? He acts like the city gets some kind of kickback (like Time Eyman does every time he writes one of these ridicules bills) for every ticket written. The extra incomes the cities, counties and the state get from these helps keep other costs down. In a time where we have a $3 billion deficit in the state, you’d think finding ways other than raising taxes to generate funds would be a good thing. Looking back, I guess I’m not surprised Time Eyman feels this law is unjust to lawbreakers.
Thank you for your article on the refurbishment of the Kenmore Elementary playground. Stacy Denuski and Gretchen Nixon and her crew have taken on a huge project so that our kids will continue to have a safe place to play. Every single child in our Kenmore community deserves that. It’s incredibly sad that the school district can’t fund the playground project, but I’m heartened to know that there are dedicated parents (and scouts!) who are committed to seeing this project through. We have a huge fund-raising challenge ahead of us, so if members of the community would like to help, they can visit our playground homepage at http://projects.kaboom.org/Default.aspx?alias=projects.kaboom.org/kenmore.
The other day, I noticed that the laptop computer I use for writing this column was behaving differently. The words were repetitive and repetitive; the writing had occasional mizpelings — and many of the paragraphs ended in mid-senten.
When the flood waters rose last December, Kelley Jones received a phone call. As a Medical Reserve Corps volunteer in Thurston County, she was asked to assist the relief effort in rural communities west of Centralia. Kelley and another volunteer went door to door asking residents if they needed help. The flood survivors she met were trying to meet their most basic needs while they grappled with the loss of livestock, homes and treasured possessions.
Recently, I returned home from a journey to South Africa and I have been absolutely gloriously ruined, deeply inspired and profoundly challenged. The purpose of the trip was to spend time in one of the most impoverished townships of Cape Town where resources are scarce and the threat of AIDS is rampant. Our days were spent in partnership with local organizations offering free medical testing and services to township citizens, as well as providing an afternoon camp for local children.
In response to your article about the breast-cancer fight of local women and their heroic three-day walk, I wanted to congratulate them and let your healthy readers know that losing a breast is a very small price to pay for the gift of being alive for your children and your loved ones.