Des Moines Waterfront Farmers Market moving closer to the waterfront

By Earline Byers
May 14, 2012

There seems no end to his promotional skills and dedicated passion into every local community project he’s a part of, including this city’s Waterfront Farmers Market. When local promoters need assistance to make a community project successful they often turn volunteer Wayne Corey.

As president of the farmers market, Corey has made huge improvements including the major one this year of moving the market from the south end of the marina the north end.

There will be dining tables for people to enjoy their newly purchased goodies and benches for view seating. For the first time, this market is truly at the waterfront with boating activities up close and personal.

So, get ready for local farm-fresh food, remarkable arts and crafts, lively music, rainbow color bunches of flowers and the new location next to the Harbormasters office, (the white buildings with pointed roofs.)

Grand opening for the market is Saturday, June 2nd, 10 a.m.-2 p.m. Activities include a military color guard ceremony with the flag being unfurled from the South King Fire & Rescue ladder truck.

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LETTER: County animal control service better than Burien’s

Dear Burien City Council

I attended the NHUAC meeting where King County Animal control did a presentation about the services they provide to their members.

I was very impressed with the services they provide to the unincorporated area and the member cities they service.

They have eight animal control officers and an animal cruelty investigator plus they provide animal control services SEVEN DAYS A WEEK. This includes responding to excessive barking dogs and loose dangerous animal control enforcement.

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Cartoon by Scott Anthony

Jerry's View: Forgive him—he’s a fishing nut

By Jerry Robinson, Publisher
May 14, 2012

A fishing nut since boyhood in Portland I lived a short hike from the Columbia Slough. I caught my first Chub there and came within a half inch of drowning when I slipped off a board in an old shack.

Luckily my brother Russ rescued me. I have gathered countless memories that I use to make my children wonder at my longevity and my penchant for making them laugh.

My adventures with rod and reel often included many fishing friends. One of those friends was a neighbor named Cliff, who lived across the street from me at McMicken Heights, east of the airport.

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