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Opinion

  • “When I find a well-drawn character in fiction or biography, I generally take a warm personal interest in him, for the reason that I have known him before — met him on the river.”

    — Mark Twain, in “Life on the Mississippi”

    Brad Bradberry never met a person he didn’t know, or with whom he couldn’t navigate a long, meandering conversation. While some people collect objects, Brad collected people: childhood friends, rivals, Rotarians, fellow publishers, bosses, employees, customers.

  • From the time I was diagnosed with cancer about 14 months ago, I wondered what the subject of my final column would be and when I would write it. Well, I’m no closer to a subject and have been wondering how much longer I could hold out, but now the time has come.

    Like everything else during my life, I have put it off until the last minute.

  • It was Sunday a couple weeks ago and, as always, I found myself at 8 a.m. in front of the TV watching one of those weekly news shows. The discussion, as always, involved the presidential race, and as I took a swallow of coffee, it occurred to me that I was completely wasting my time given that I will not be around to vote next November.

  • When I first came down with cancer and began the chemo routine, I never thought twice about the color pink. Now I notice every woman who comes into the chemo lab decked out in a pink hat with matching pink scarf.

    I understand that the color pink has come to designate those with breast cancer, which leaves out men for the most part. But today I wonder whether pink is confined to breast cancer. Do some of those women running around with pink hats have colon cancer? Or lung cancer?

  • There are days, and then there are days. I had a day last Saturday.

    It all started with my grandson’s 6th birthday party. My wife, who takes such things very seriously, spent at least two days running around finding party favors, candy, decorations and other assorted junk. By Saturday morning, you would swear we were in the home party business.

  • Seldom is the force of government more concentrated than at the moment a district attorney decides whether to pursue a case against a defendant. We hope our prosecutors are men and women of sound judgment and unimpeachable integrity, and for the most part they are. But every so often a case exposes how vulnerable our system can be to an unprincipled individual.

  • It’s getting tougher and tougher to write this column. Not because I have cancer, but because I simply don’t get around much anymore. I seldom stop by the newspaper, so I have little idea of what’s going on ee you know, the background stuff. Oh, I still read the paper, but nothing beats hanging around the newsroom, or talking with friends. That’s where the really good ideas come from.

  • Rockies World Series ticket nightmare

  • Long before the advent of the Internet, Sir Walter Scott told of the tangled webs we weave. And it has been a long, tangled trip from our old website to the new version you can now enjoy.

    But that journey was worth every step.

    Our site is now better organized, more attractive and fully functional — 24 hours a day. It features Matt Jonas’ stunning photos, breaking news from our reporters and a host of features still to come, including video and photo galleries. Some bugs still need to be worked out, but that will come with time.

  • For 12 years my wife and I lived in the Puget Sound area of Washington state ee the real Washington.

    If you’ve spent any time there, you know where Gig Harbor is and what a quaint little community the residents have built. There you’ll find friendly, outdoorsy types who can’t wait for the next sidewalk art show or community play — not unlike us.

  • The Evergreen Parks and Recreation District board violated the spirit and likely the letter of the open meetings law in hiring its executive director.

  • As some of you may know from past columns, I’m an avid gardener. To me there’s nothing like planting seed and turning it into a lush garden.

    This year I again planted some 40 feet of corn four rows deep. The crazy part is that I do it just to watch it grow. I harvest virtually nothing because it’s ornamental. I also planted sunflowers, carrots, pumpkins, watermelons, tomatoes and marigolds to ward off the insects that in the past have wreaked havoc on the tomatoes. I paid $10 for a rhubarb plant that lasted all of one week in the hot Colorado sun.