Month: January 2022
It’s my great honor to introduce to the Huckleberry Press readers Tony Louie, musician, singer/songwriter, and spoken word poet. I begin with this introduction out of respect to Tony’s indigenous background. He is a proud Colville Tribal Member who grew up in inchelium on the Colville Reservation.
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If you’re stuck at home because of the snow or simply just need something new to watch, here are some bingeable tv-shows you can stream right now.
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Have you ever noticed that moment of bliss and calm as you’re driving from the nearest City back towards home? Those of us who are living in the smaller towns and communities in and around the Columbia Basin, can likely relate that there is a sweet moment when your shoulders drop and calm comes over you as you near home in your small town and little retreat in the world. This could be one of the reasons that more folks are moving out to rural areas with the hope of living more simply.
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My heart skipped a beat when I saw him waiting for me at the Istanbul airport. He looked cool, calm and collected, as he always did. No beaming smile of welcome, very little show of emotion. This trait of his was still mysteriously alluring, even a year later.
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I had such dreams for this place, til they went up in smoke in the Labor Day, 2020 Whitney Wildfire. But the beauty of my surroundings is still inspiring. There’s a rock outcropping here on my little ranch that I call the South Bluff, which is beautiful at sunset with the sun’s rays warming its dark basalt rock. Then, there’s the big one, the West Bluff, most beautiful at sunrise. It runs along the ranch like a knife has carved out a line, leaving you with no alternative but to obey its boundary. I see them now like I didn’t before the fire.
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I thought I must have misheard Dave Olson, owner of Blue Creek Mercantile. I had asked him what the biggest sellers were at his store near Chewelah. While I had not yet visited Blue Creek Mercantile, I had an image in my mind of a small town mercantile in Eastern Washington. I imagined fabric, animal feed, canning supplies, sugar, flour, and coffee in bulk, and candy. My conception was probably misinformed by all the hours I spent watching Little House on the Prairie as a child. In fact, the Walnut Grove Mercantile from “Little House” was owned by another friendly and kind Mr. Olson. (Remember his awful daughter Nellie Olson who tormented the Ingalls girls?)
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Over the river and through the woods will find you in Republic, Washington! Yes, Republic, a somewhat isolated community nestled in the mountains on the north side of the Columbia River and west of Sherman Pass on SR 20, Republic was known for its gold – and was founded during the days of the gold rush. Along with mining, logging was a big industry here and Vaagen Brothers Sawmill, a major employer.
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I blew in late to my small town Chamber meeting. I knew it might be over by the time I arrived, but I was excited to share something with the group.
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I lost my job on a sunny July day in 2017. I was 48, a single mom, and loaded with medical debt. Days before, a tumultuous breakup had left a crater in my life. That one-two punch plunged me into terror and poverty. Though I had a modest savings account, I feared it wouldn’t last.
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