Not to be the party pooper, no; I wish for everyone -- participants as well as patrons -- young and old, to have had a grand weekend, whether on water or the shoreline, marveling at hydros or scooping up arts and crafts at the Allied Arts Festival. And everything else in between.
With an end to all the Columbia River hoopla, I would love to have read or heard there was an empty police blotter for the three days of the July 25 - 27. No arrests, no ambulance calls, no armor-plated vehicle with SWAT disgorged into action, and all hospital emergency staff played pinochle or counted tongue depressors and Q-Tips for three days.
Stand-bys at all fire stations had no cause for "pole dancing," and hoses remained coiled.
People who chugged tossed all empties into bins and Hefty bags, grass was that and not polluted by glass, paper, or aluminum. Everybody smiled and cordiality was used liberally. No babies wailed for want.
Senior citizens were offered front row seats, someone thought he saw Elvis on the opposite shore, and a family of sturgeon moved back under the Blue Bridge after the final heat.
And everybody went home Sunday afternoon, satisfied and glad they weren't on a Malaysian flight passing over the Ukraine.
-- BINK OWEN, Walla Walla