October 2007

Thirty years of service is the theme of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints' Federal Way Stake as it celebrates its 30th anniversary. The Church is planning an anniversary program Nov. 16, beginning at 7 p.m. at the Federal Way Stake Center, 34815 Weyerhaeuser Way South, Federal Way.

The program will be followed by an open house.

Although the Church was established in the Federal Way area decades earlier, the creation of a stake (similar to a diocese) is a significant milestone in the area. The Federal Way Stake was organized Nov.

Nicole Donnelly and her daughter Sara Ann,3, use the windstorm on Thursday to fly a kite on Alki. Nicole explained, "She loves the wind and got excited about the storm."

Photo by Patrick Robinson

"I only work on the weekends," says Parker Nelson, 11 of Woodring Farms in Monroe. His dad who, "used to be a chocolatier" now makes a full line of jams, jellies, and butters for eating and use in cooking. They are out most weekends at farmer's markets around the greater Seattle area.

Photo by Patrick Robinson

Jerry Robinson's comment in the October 3 Times/News resonated with me. Jerry said, "I have been less than happy by all the traffic facing us each day and wonder if we will see growth slow down so we figure out how to cope with bumper-to-bumper driving. I would sure never enjoy the highway problems of Bellevue or Renton."

Well said, Jerry! And now is the time to act.

The proposed extension of SR 509, to connect it to I-5 in Des Moines, would grant Highline residents little or no benefit in return for chronically nasty traffic.

Have you asked yourself, why are the insurance companies so adamantly against Referendum Measure 67? Their resolve made me suspicious so I read the text in the State of Washington Voter's Pamphlet and the conclusion is obvious, it is a good bill for us-those of us who buy insurance policies.

I am not a member of any special interest group.

I knew all this lovey-dovey talk would prove embarrassing.

It started at a previous job.

The guys overheard me saying goodbye to my wife on the phone: "Me, too. Bye."

They knew what was going on. They were married.

"Oh, go ahead and say you love her, too," they heckled.

So from then on, I faithfully added "I love you" at the end of every phone call with Marge.

So if you are dreading a trip to the drug store for a carload of one bite Snickers bars to hand out to a gang of kids from as far away as Renton, many of whom could play for the Sonics, I have a better idea.

No, this Halloween I am not suggesting filling a washtub with water in the middle of the living room and trying to bite the stem of a floating apple without drowning.