The Vashon-Marry Island Heritage Museum is pleased to announce two events celebrating world-famous author Betty MacDonald’s 110th Birthday. Best remembered for her internationally bestselling book The Egg and I and for the beloved Mrs. Piggle-Wiggle children’s classics, MacDonald and her family lived on Vashon from 1942 to 1955.
According to the US Census Bureau, there were 778 veterans living on Vashon Island as of 2015 and the number of Gulf War era veterans had doubled since 2010. “We are seeing a larger number of young veterans on the island and at the same time are seeing the veterans we have known for years experiencing various hardships.”
“What are cutthroat?” Cappy Berard asked. They called him Cappy because he was so big at birth, that the nurses called him Captain. Cappy was a cousin from West Seattle and didn’t know that peaches grew on trees. He only knew they came from the store. “You can’t go cut throating if you don’t know what a cutthroat is,” Cousin Jim told him.
We’re celebrating 10 years of mentoring 2100+ people of all ages to feel deeply connected with themselves, each other, and nature. And we’re raising important funds to ensure that more youth, adults, and families continue to experience a vital connection with the Earth - one that brings balance to their lives, and helps them to live and lead with joy, vitality, peace, and clarity of mind and heart.
Dennis Stilgar, of the San Poil tribe, was let out of jail for a short visit with his family before returning. I don’t know what he was in for, but he was making a good time of it on the outside, racing his horse up and down the creek bareback, skidding the horse to a stop.
Seven months ago, a few like-minded islanders sat around a picnic table on a sunny afternoon and discussed the possibility of having a “death fest” on Vashon. That small group grew into a determined, passionate team who transformed the vision into reality.
Harbor School’s annual fundraising event - VOYAGERS AUCTION - will be held on Saturday, March 4, 2017, at Open Space for Arts & Community on Vashon Island. It is our school’s largest fundraising event of the year and one you won’t want to miss! Voyagers Auction brings over 200 guests together for an evening of that celebrates our community and raises important funds for our students and programs.
If our turbulent culture is beginning to seed discontent even with Vashon’s smilings, look upon the Senior Center as a community antidote. At the Senior Center you will find senior citizens helping each other with a fellowship seasoned by ample amounts of coping skills.
There’s an issue right here at home. It affects all of us. There is a recommendation for our community plan update to allow “density bonus” zoning in the town of Vashon that far exceeds our water availability. It represents a big and unsustainable change in density from what is currently allowed in the town of Vashon.
Kit Bradley first heard about it from Dennis McCormick, an old buddy of mine, whose brother Glenn had a “truck with no engine” and we went to see it. We started making plans to ride our bikes from Cove to the Burma Road, the most dangerous road on Vashon, unpaved gravel with cliffs above steep canyons, sometimes on both sides.
Jack Church yelled at me:”You are never going to eat that and I’ll bet a quarter that you can’t do it.” I picked up my fork and consumed a pancake that was five fork- lengths across and I have the picture to prove it; somewhere. It happened at Paradise on Mt. Rainier in 1950, and we had camped out there for our assault on the Nisqually Glacier.
Vashon Community Care is the Island’s only full-service senior care facility. We devote ourselves to the independence of our Island seniors, to keep them as healthy and active as they can be. Without Vashon Community Care, our oldest generation in need of our services would have to move away from their Island, their families, neighbors and friends to find care somewhere else
Uncle Jerry was driving an old green coupe, I think it was a Plymouth. We were coming home from catechism at Dockton and Uncle Jerry’s car was full with his three children and us cousins. “Brace yourself,” Uncle Jerry yelled at sister Molly who was sitting in the suicide seat, the most unsafe seat in the car in case of an accident. She was told to push hard against the glove box and to lock her elbows against a collision. We must have been hitting 50 MPH.
Winter time. Time for gathering around a fire and sharing stories with your loved ones. That’s what people have done for generations, across cultures, around the world. Stories and the art of telling them are truly inseparable from human life.
Cynthia and Sam were twelve years old when he rode by her on his bicycle coming down Ellisport hill. “Wanna go to a square dance?” he yelled. “Don’t think I will,” Cynthia replied. But Sam couldn’t hear, he was too far down the hill, which didn’t stop Sam from asking Clara the next day and the day after that. What was a boy to do?
“Mom, Mom, the cats are climbing the Christmas tree,” yelled brother Mike. Our two Siamese cats, Meeko and Chakree were chasing each other up the tree and when Meeko reached the top, the tree fell over with a crash. Smoke was coming from the broken lights and broken ornaments were all over the floor.
Thirty years ago now, Madonna’s “Papa Don’t Preach” neared the top of the music charts. “Peggy Sue Got Married” was on the big screen and “Family Ties” was still a TV hit. The “Oprah Winfrey Show” had just aired for the first time, and Cindy Crawford was launching her modeling career.
Thanks to improved water quality, the Washington State Department of Health (DOH) has opened 180 acres of shellfish beds in Quartermaster Harbor at Vashon and Maury islands to commercial and recreational shellfish harvesting for the first time in more than 20 years.
As my mind soars over things that happened a long time ago, I find myself using these thoughts to write a story that may be mostly true. My strongest memory was the time Mom caught me carving my initials in the rail of the Ground Observer tower on Sunrise Ridge. She told me that I was defacing government property and never to do that again. Those were her words and it scared me.
Riders who don’t want to pay cash to ride transit now have a new way to pay. King County Metro Transit is launching the Puget Sound region’s first-ever mobile ticket app – Transit GO Ticket – allowing riders to buy and redeem transit tickets on their mobile device without needing cash to ride.
You can go to another world without leaving Vashon. By spending a winter evening on the shoreline with a flashlight you will soon find a little-known yet vast community of living intertidal beings under and near the north end ferry dock.
Each year during the first two weekends of December the Maury Island home and workspace of artists Christine and Darsie Beck is transformed into the hottest holiday happening on the Vashon Island Art Studio Tour.
It was 1952, or thereabouts and Bob Gregg and I weren’t very far from Ridge Road and down on the beach. The sound of the ram pump in the woods above us echoed down the creek. The creek-driven ram pumped water 200 feet up the hill,a tablespoon at a time, day and night, to a thousand gallon tank on a 20 foot tower providing a gravity feed to the families living on the ridge.