Late this spring, when we were first having that summery weather, I decided to weed out and garden a patch in my back yard. I had helped my mom garden in the past and I've written an article or two (three, actually) about other people gardening, so I figured it was something I could handle.
After one day of grueling weeding and turning over of soil with a shovel, I had cleared about a quarter of the yard. Let's call it good.
Though the biggest debate seems to be over whether the potential Vista Drive development is in North Douglas, West Juneau or Douglas — it is quite confusing for someone fresh to Juneau, or anyone who hasn't lived on the Island, so let's give our new City and Education reporter a break — the debate raging in my head was whether or not to call out the concern trolls.
Six years ago today I disembarked a plane after a milk-run from Seattle and an early morning departure from Portland, Ore., two weeks after graduating from Willamette University in Salem, Ore., and happy to be leaving my parents' house in Redmond, Ore. — we can get along for a maximum of two weeks. Fresh off the plane, my friend Lauren Brooks took me to the Mendenhall Glacier.
In August of 2012 I spent hours listening to Bill Overstreet tell his life story, from birth in a small Oklahoma town to current projects — the man was 86 and still had current projects! Tonight I answered the phone after hours to the news that he had died this afternoon.
I could name many reasons for liking our new publisher, Rustan, but I would be lying if I didn't say a big factor was his decision to let me bring my dog to work. Is that selfish? Nah, I've had a lot of co-workers express happiness at having Beau the Dog in the office. I think this decision is indicative of a desire to foster job satisfaction and a community feel at the Empire.