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by Rob Clay and Sharon Burkhart*

From Ohio in 1902, Jacob Ambaum arrived with his wife Mary, found work helping clear land for part of the Cedar River rail line near Renton that same year. He also helped clear the land along SW Roxbury St…MORE

Information provided by SDOT

PARK(ing) Day happens once a year, on the third Friday in September, and is an opportunity for any Seattleite to temporarily turn parking spaces into public places. The event raises awareness about the…MORE

by Katy Wilkens, MS, RDNutrition and fitness manager, Northwest Kidney Centers

Frosty ice pops can melt the heat away on a sweltering August day. Make your own healthy pops. They’re perfect for a backyard barbecue or birthday party. Fill…MORE

By Pat Cashman

What’s a kid in diapers to think? From the time we arrive and our first toys are offered to us, very likely at least one of them will be some form of a bear. And they are always huggable and cute.

There are, of course…MORE

By Georgie Bright Kunkel

The world has always been thus, as they say. Yin and Yang, good and bad, you name it. We are constantly torn between two opposing forces in life. Religion rose to temper the forces of evil. At the same time that…MORE

By Tim Robinson If you were 5'1", 97 pounds, and a boy who read comic books before schoolwork, you might understand how I became a late bloomer. In the ninth grade everyone I knew was taller than me. Even the girls. My dad was the same way. He…MORE

By Peggy Sturdivant

I’ve read about an alleged “Seattle Chill” for newcomers. In my neighborhood, it’s the opposite, more of a “Ballard Melt.”

On Labor Day, I tried to make it home from Market Street and was waylaid for hours by…MORE

Information provided by Nordic Heritage Museum On view from September 19 - November 9, 2014, The Color of Time: From Dusk to Dawn features the newest body of work by photographer Tod Gangler. The enchanting photographs subtly examine Ballard as…MORE

by Pat Cashman

Walking home from school one day, I saw the sign posted prominently on the door of a saloon called “The Palace.” It read: NO MINORS ALLOWED!

I remember feeling a sense of outrage. Why, I wondered, would hard-working…MORE

by Pat Cashman

Walking home from school one day, I saw the sign posted prominently on the door of a saloon called “The Palace.” It read: NO MINORS ALLOWED!

I remember feeling a sense of outrage. Why, I wondered, would hard-…MORE