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The unfolding financial crisis at the city makes it clear that we have failed the most basic tenets of local government. The value of government is to address common needs that cannot be met by individual citizens, such as life/safety and infrastructure needs by carefully spending the tax money it receives. It is important we learn how we got into this deficit position and how we get back on a responsible fiscal track.
I’ve never been there, so my impression of what Florida’s like is drawn entirely from books, films and the news stories that originate there. Among the places in Florida I’ve never been to is Melbourne, a city of some 78,000 people located midway down Florida’s eastern coast, about 60 miles southeast of Orlando. Melbourne, which served as a training ground for Confederate soldiers during the Civil War, was named in honor of its first Postmaster, a gentleman named Cornthwaite John Hector. Hector was an Englishman, but he had spent much of his life in Melbourne, Australia.
Most people have accepted the fact that a helmet is a necessary safety item whether the wearer is operating a bicycle, motorcycle, a whitewater kayak or a board of one type or another. There are exceptions, of course, including a large majority of the bicyclists in Eugene, Ore., where going helmetless on city and University of Oregon streets is the cool thing to do. Those Oregon Ducks have a tendency to live on the wild side.
State Rep. Christine Rolfes likes to say that while some politicians want to change the world, her goal is to merely revamp Washington State Ferries. In other words, her political world, since it has been her primary concern since being elected two years ago.
A recent Review editorial suggesting that Ericksen Avenue may eventually become a throughway fails to recognize the history of the street, the merits of local history and cultural tourism, the popularity of the pedestrian walkway, the special and historic trees along the lane, and the irregular mismatched intersection of Ericksen Avenue and Bjune Drive at Winslow Way.
Art Koura, almost 90, misses Bainbridge Island. In 1919, his parents, Otohiko and Hatsuko Koura, strapped on their infant son and came here to pick strawberries. They liked it so much that a year later they left their Seattle home to try farming on the island. Six years later, they had as many children and seven acres on High School Road. The farm was successful, and Otohiko became president of the Community Association from 1936 to 1941.
We seemed to have survived March with all it’s madness that showed up in so many varieties this year. Is it just me, or does lunacy seem particularly abundant?