View from a Bob: Cougar and crooks remember, Bob is always out there
I have long suspected that somewhere, someone is sitting and and thinking up ludicrous things to perpetrate on the average person.
Remember last winter, when me and Wanda got flooded so badly? We were saved by a few coins from, we figured, Ol’ D.B. Cooper. Well, that was the good news. The tale is finally over and here’s how it ended.
Columnist Bob Edwards and friends create a questionable pot of Festival chili
A mystery afoot: Columnist Bob Edwards wades into the matter of sweaty feet and sagging socks
Did you ever go snipe hunting? If you haven’t, you have missed one of the rituals of the growing-up process.
The spate of nice weather has enticed those of us, so inclined, to take various weapons in hand and attack our gardens.
Ready yourself for the great debate — it happens every year around this time.
Ihave been reading lately that the fair city of North Bend is looking for some clever strategist to come up with an idea to attract tourist traffic.
The other day around lunch time, I was in downtown North Bend and thought I’d stop in the local senior center for one of Jimmy’s fine meals.
What thought comes to your mind if I say “dance?” Would it be something you do? Or something you watch? Or, if you are like me, something you turn around and run from?
Thank you for enjoying my first article in the Valley Record. From time to time, you’ll find in its pages a story I’ve written that could be true… or could it?
As another round of snow beset the Valley last week, I didn’t want to venture out of my hidey-hole into the elements. I didn’t even want to get out of bed.
