Stories by Gazette-Tribune Staff

Hand-stitched quilts of old in every room; the love in them will never wash away or fade. She “touches” my hand whenever I touch her works.

Charlie and Momma are no longer on this “level.” I still experience that stage of separation when loved ones of many years are only temporarily away. Memories refuse to fade, instead, come alive, vividly stand out to take my breath away with a knowing pain in my solar plexus that beg a tear. Yet, the memories offer joys of the past.

I thought my bench letter was fairly explanatory, if digested thoroughly. Let’s flip the spectrum to summer. Any day above 90 degrees with a beating sun on dark brown cement will not “cool your buns.” It will cook them. How many hot days will Oroville have next summer? As I said, the slat wood type are comfortable and useable at any temperature.

And the posture angle. Do you like to squat or lean? I guess it depends on the moment.

The Youth Activity Center (YAC) on Central in Oroville has been in operation for five years, opening our doors Monday, Wednesday and Friday from 3 p.m. to 5 p.m. as a drop-in center for all age kids to have a place to hang out and build relationships with adults who take the time to be there for them. Monday nights are specifically a time for junior and senior high students. With a fantastic staff of volunteers we have been able to minister to upwards of 30 to 40 kids.

Another Tonasket school levy coming up! This community has been great in their support for our school and they need you again to keep our school top notch! Our kids are our future.

Bill Forhan’s commentary, ‘Green Policy’s Legacy of Waste’ triggered thoughts of old when we used to frown on shortcuts; when a “let it burn” policy was never in play.

My thoughts meandered to remember how this little tot of eight or ten years of age would be in awe watching what then seemed a mile long bright gleaming red fire engine (truck). Men seemed to claw to it hanging on all sides, their heads all facing in one direction, forward; all cloaked in black rain resistant gear. The large coils of hose looked like the huge reptiles I used to see in the reptile house at the Bronx Zoo.