Sockeye & Me: Two Journeys Cross Paths
Like so many of our neighbors, I was drawn to Port Townsend by saltwater and sawdust, and by the amazing wooden boats that blend...
We Regret the Error: 100 Years of Editorial Blindness
The following story first appeared in Post Alley.
Last weekend, the Seattle Times issued a highly unusual mea culpa, revisiting and apologizing for its 1942...
Flip Wingrove’s Joyful Flight – 1930-2022
A decade ago, I stood in front of my house alongside my neighbor, Phillip “Flip” Wingrove, and watched the Boeing 787 Dreamliner soar over...
The Deep Sanity of Living in a Co-Housing Village
By Brad Matsen
In the winter of 2019, my sweetheart and I moved into a fifty-five-and-over co-housing community on the western slope of Morgan...
Garth Hudson’s PT Performance Remembered
An update from Charlie Bermant: I first published Garth Hudson’s address with encouragement to write him and then this address was picked up by...
PT & ME: A LOVE LETTER
Dearest Port Townsend,
In this time of pandemic, and the first cancellation of the Wooden Boat Festival in 44 years, I’m in mourning. An...
The PTeRider Story:
“The town is full of FIPS,” I said when we got to the part in the tour about what kind of people live in...
A Winter’s Diary
Dec 31, 2020: It was foggy this morning, and temps have not dipped below freezing in a long time. There was a thick frost...
Diana Talley – Shavings in my brassiere
I met the unsinkable Diana Talley many years ago. It was at a party of wooden boat people. Diana has been a foundational person...