My 3 Cents: José and Jail
I started each class with the same speech. “I’m your teacher. I’m not an attorney or social worker. What you’ve done to get to this point is not my concern. I’m here to teach you for the next hour and… (READ MORE)
My 3 Cents: Reflection
My 3 Cents: Reflection I have it on good authority that the “eye roll” was perfected when Internet companies outsourced their tech support to India. Are you guilty? I confess I was when I was advised to call an… (READ MORE)
Singles vs. Doubles
My tennis racket was sold at our last garage sale (and I mean, our LAST garage sale!) My racket was hard to part with because it was an admission that my knees could no longer tolerate the lateral pounding on… (READ MORE)
My 3 Cents: After 6 O’Clock
Sorting through old documents, I came upon this essay that I wrote sometime in the 90’s. I was tempted to edit or rewrite and then reconsidered. Even though it’s a bit long for this 140-character world of readers, I… (READ MORE)
DOES IT TAKE A TWIT TO TWEET?
I have loathed Twitter long before 45 used it to slip into the Oval Office. That said, I have a Twitter account which I registered so no one else could use my name. I’ve never used it, so please don’t… (READ MORE)
My 3 Cents – Friendship on the Line
My 3 Cents – Friendship on the Line The idea of comfort food has become passé in this ever conscious age of health and wellbeing. What once was solved with a chocolate chip cookie (or six) has given pause to… (READ MORE)
My 3 Cents “Being a Journalist”
Being a Journalist After a certain point in life, careers crisscross and, if you’re lucky, complement one another. I was educated as a teacher, something I always aspired to as a young student. But it wasn’t long before my career… (READ MORE)
My 3 Cents “Why Art?”
Why Art? I have a meeting soon with my State Representative. As a Washington State Commissioner for the Arts [ArtsWA] I had met with Norma Smith twice before; once on Arts & Heritage Day in Olympia in 2016 for maybe… (READ MORE)
My 3 Cents “Marching Onward”
“Marching Onward” I’m claustrophobic, so what was I doing shoulder to shoulder with tens of thousands of women, children, and men on Saturday morning the 21st of January, 2017? The last time (and I think the only time) I ever… (READ MORE)