Opinion

The issue of what to do with the homeless in Seattle is a fundamental problem that dates back to well before the 1930s. It’s been with us longer than black berry thickets. Incidentally, the City’s solution has not changed much over the last 80…MORE

By Amanda Knox

Weeks in advance Gregg broke out his mischievous, knowing grin. Based on past years, he anticipated first light-hearted procrastination, then a few frantic days of selecting, boxing, loading, unloading, unboxing, displaying……MORE

By Amanda Knox

It turns out that I’m a sprinter. That is, as opposed to...what? A runner? Let me explain.

I survived the half-marathon! And I was surprised to discover something about myself that makes total sense now that I’ve…MORE

By Marjorie Young

One thing I find difficult to fathom is the yearning for ‘fame.’ Of course, many crave it with a passion, as if ‘being famous’ was an end in itself. As for me, the image of celebrities, pursued by wild mobs of admirers…MORE

By Amanda Knox

I’m not ready.

Sure, I’ve trained. I did a pretty good job too, the first four of eight weeks. I ran three days a week, two short days and one long day, each week adding another half mile to the short days and a mile…MORE

By Amanda Knox

There’s the dutiful packing away of white pants and sundresses. The last escape to the lake to shiver around the last campfire, even as the damp creeps. Traditions from across the globe ask that we tend the graves of our…MORE

By Amanda Knox

The first dance lessons I ever took were swing dance lessons in middle school. At the time, Explorer West was still a tiny, start-up, independent middle school that rented out the caboose-end of the then Westside Elementary…MORE

By Ken Robinson

What bonehead at Alaska Airlines came up with the idea that they should give the University of Washington $41 million dollars in exchange for putting their name on Husky Stadium?

They must have really been foaming at…MORE

By Amanda Knox

Saturday morning I woke up feeling a presentiment. I pondered it while sipping tea and staring out the window. It didn’t much make sense. It was raining out, but I like the rain. I had the day off from the bookstore so I…MORE

By Marjorie Young

One facet of our life journey is the unique associations we make along the way. Some strike me as ‘preordained,’ possessing a far-reaching resonance and the potential to alter us in myriad ways.

I have been…MORE