The weather is chilly and gray as a Seattle attorney waits patiently in line for the Sound Transit 577 bus at the Federal Way Transit Center. He’s happy that he will make the 7 a.m.
As a man of color who celebrates diversity in all areas of life, I was appalled after reading last week’s Federal Way Mirror editorial, “Economic diversity and consequences of poverty in Federal Way.”
I still remember that Saturday morning some years ago when my family and I drove northbound on 1st Avenue from the library. I was blue in the face when the two older boys taunted their baby brother for his inability to spell his middle name. Refusing to go home, we drove around Federal Way until he was able to spell his name in its entirety that day.
I don’t know about you, but for the past few months, there seems to have been an Armageddon of sorts playing out across America: Sandy Hook, Boston bombing, Federal Way shootings, kidnapping victims in Cleveland, Ohio, and the list goes on.
When I first thought about those poignant words, they fit nicely with one individual in our community who exudes service to others without ever thinking twice about his mission.
Every year has the potential to leave its indelible marks on history. But some, more than others, have changed our way of life for better or worse. One such year is 1948.
Americans are fascinated with Paris. And you can count on things Parisian to transform any run-of-the-mill soiree into one of glamour and conviviality should you be stumped for ideas. For ladies especially, Paris is among the top five must-see destinations on their bucket list.
The coroner’s report will perhaps state that the charismatic boy died of drowning on the evening of Sunday, Aug. 5, 2012. But what the report is unable to tell you is that the 6-foot-3, 186-pound Tope had permanently changed lives near and far.
Last November, Washingtonians voted I-1163 into law. The new law requires better training and more accountability for long-term care workers. Even though I initially harbored mixed feelings about the changes, I am glad that the state stepped in with its reform.
With President Obama recently affirming same-sex unions, coupled with Kathleen’s plight, I’m forced to explore this controversial thesis: Is marriage a sacred rite, a constitutional right or just sheer economic gains?
Last week when I learned of the late Mirror columnist Walter Backstrom’s passing, I was speechless, to say the least. How could that be, I questioned myself over and over.
If there’s ever a time we need prayer in our nation, it’s now.
On April 29, 2011, the world witnessed a seismic celebration with the nuptials between the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge, William and Catherine, at Westminster Abbey, London.
Don’t you just hate it when the Pacific Northwest is in the news globally for the wrong reasons? That’s the time relatives and friends that you’ve not heard from in eons call you up from every dale and homestead to check up on you. Or to mock in derision: “Oh, I didn’t know that it snows in Seattle!”
Rich Stearns, CEO of World Vision, and two Federal Way pastors shared the stage with televangelist Joel Osteen last Friday night at Seattle’s KeyArena.
The Christmas lights twinkled from the stately tree near the grand piano, bedecked with tinsels and other decorative ornaments. The Redmond millionaire hardly paid any attention to it.
To hear people speak from the heart, just attend a funeral service or a wedding reception. Some of those speakers oftentimes need to be cured of the dreaded “foot-in-mouth disease.” But every once in a while, there are some priceless nuggets to be gained.
They break baseball bats on their backs, rip telephone books in two, and bust up bricks and cinderblocks with their bare hands. These men of steel are no joke.
The nomination process for I Celebrate You 2011 is under way. Every year, it has become a bittersweet moment for a few nominators.
I just love this line by Dr. Sun Wolf: “Watching a child’s laughter teaches a candle’s flame how to dance.”
Labor Day 2011 has come and gone, but in some circles, it didn’t have the luster of yesteryear. Blame that on the struggling economy.
With more than 150 flags proudly hanging from the ceiling, the library was transformed into a mini United Nations.
“No, we can’t live forever, and certainly we can’t take anything with us, but we can leave a bit of ourselves behind, as proof that we made a difference to someone.” — Charles Handy
