Personally, there have been significant changes to my family life since last year. My wife, Karen and I traveled to Australia to be with our son, Andrew, and his wife Christina, as they welcomed our grandchild, Marilyn, into the world. We stayed in the Sydney area, delt with a bout of Covid, and took in the Down Under culture. The baby arrived healthy and opinionated. Nine months later, we welcomed them to our home in Bow for the spring and summer. Now we are immersed in 9-month-old baby energy. Our other son, Alexander. and hid wife Kyla, live in the Ham. We are waiting for grandchild number two, but hey – no pressure, kids!
My back-yard apple/pear/plum/hardy kiwi/blueberry orchard continues to evolve. I swear – every year – that I won’t plant any more trees, but this spring I popped a Sweet Tree Pluerry into the ground. It’s a cross between a plum and sweet cherry. The fruit is supposed to look like a plum but has sweet cherry flavors. The tree was given to me through my membership with Northwest Fruit, a volunteer group that maintains a demonstration orchard on the grounds of the Washington State University research station in Mount Vernon, Washington (down I-5 in Skagit County). It’s open to the public and new members are always welcome.
I also continue to serve as a Bow Cemetery commissioner, a small cemetery located near Edison in Skagit County. Besides providing a final resting place for earthly human denizens, we host a Memorial Day service, to which all are welcome to attend. The cemetery will be decorated with rows of Old Glory, with small versions marking the graves of military veterans.
The classes I teach at Western, newswriting and photojournalism (J207 and J305), have kept me engaged with students since 2011. When I retired from the Skagit Valley Herald in 2019, I started teaching a class in fall, winter and spring. The experience continues to be rewarding, and it is so cool to see Western’s journalism grads flourish in the news field.
Any illusions that life would become simple after retiring from a full-time job have been shattered. I guess I’m OK with that.
Thank goodness we are back in the classroom. Online teaching is OK, and there are many advantages, but hanging out with the students in the classroom is more my style. Spring of 2022 was fun because the mask mandate was withdrawn. I was cautious. But speaking to the students without fabric over my lower face made a huge difference.
I enjoy seeing the names of students who previously took newswriting or intro to photojournalism with me. Finn Wendt, who I had in spring J305, is interning at Cascadia Daily News. He is tearing up the sports coverage of the Western men’s and women’s basketball teams, writing stories and taking great photographs.
It’s terrific to see Jaya Flanary, a former photo J student designing the newspaper and editing digital content. Western alum Hailey Hoffman is a mainstay at Cascadia. Technically, I didn’t have her as a student, but she was a photo intern at the Skagit Valley Herald while I was photo editor there. And speaking of the Skagit Valley Herald, former Western student Oliver Hamlin has taken over photo duties there. He is giving their readers wonderful front-page and prep sports photographs to look at.
In a personal note, my life has gotten busier and busier during retirement. I am a cemetery commissioner in Bow, and I was drafted to serve on the board of Northwest Fruit (formerly known as the Western Washington Fruit Research Foundation, WWFRF), which is based at Washington State University’s research station in Mount Vernon. Between those duties and teaching at Western, I feel like my life is busier than ever. But the truth is, I’m slowing down and becoming a grumpy old man. And I love it!
Aside from the above-mentioned duties, I also have a big fruit orchard of my own to manage. I keep learning more every year as I interact with apple, pear, plum and cherry trees. (The same can be said about teaching and interacting with students – I keep learning.) The fall class I teach is a beneficiary of the fruits harvested.
Probably the most impactful, self-inflicted event during the past year was my partial knee replacement in summer. By the time fall quarter started, I was getting ready to retire my walking stick.
Within three months of surgery, I was biking and hiking. John Harris and I made a snowy foray to Lizard Lake on Blanchard Mountain. Joe Gosen, John and I took an urban stroll around Fairhaven and Marine Park. My youngest son, Alexander joined me for a hike to Fragrance Lake. I feel blessed to be active without knee pain, once again.
After dipping my toes in the Canvas ocean during my adjunct career in the journalism department, I found myself body surfing as spring quarter 2020 got under way. Thankfully, experts on the Keep Teaching crew helped me along the way. After a summer of praying the coronavirus would disappear into the ether, and realizing that would not happen, I was able to prepare for fall and photojournalism 305.
The pandemic was bearable, in part, because of the outdoor opportunities a stone’s throw from my back door. Hiking in the Chuckanuts with friends in the journalism department provided a sense of camaraderie and escape from the long hours staring at a screen. But as the winter quarter progresses and spring online classes loom ahead, I pray by fall we are back in the classroom. Seeing students face to face will be a treat. And I know they will be served better.