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Art in Enumclaw shop astounds | Wally’s World

If you’ve lived here most of your life and you’re older than 40, you probably remember Sonny Bellack’s auto repair shop. Back in the day, Sonny was an excellent mechanic who worked in a dilapidated lean-to garage that, 30 years after his death, remained a rather picturesque, photographic junk pile until architect and engineer Carl Sanders came along, cleared the site, and erect an attractive brick building where the “Suburban Soul” used to be located.

Eclectic offerings found at Stevenson shop | Wally’s World

You may have noticed that little store called Top Smoke across Stevenson Avenue from Starbucks but, if you were like me, you never went inside to see what it’s all about. Well, the other day I walked in the place and, believe me, owner Paul Kim operates an interesting shop.

It’s brutal when states battle for business | WALLY’S WORLD

As many of you know, The Boeing Company was founded shortly after the turn of the 20th century by William Boeing in a single, wood-framed building, which is preserved today as part of the Museum of Flight.

Considering religious tolerance | Wally’s World

I suspect they’ve visited nearly all of you at one time or another, usually late on a Saturday morning. They knock on your door, wearing semi-formal attire, looking quite respectable and happy, and confidently carrying their Bibles.

Troubles too numerous to count | WALLY’S WORLD

My friends, we face a host of problems, any one of which could be absolutely catastrophic and a threat to our very existence.

Remember, we’re all immigrants | Wally’s World

Well, our Congress has finally decided to tackle the issue of immigration. It’s about time because the current system is broken.

World War II veterans were greatest generation, indeed | WALLY’S WORLD

World War II was probably the most catastrophic and heinous war in the entire history of man. Though lasted just five years, the carnage slaughtered 60 million to 70 million people and God only knows how many more were physically and mentally scarred for life.

Big changes for the charmed Southern life | Wally’s World

There was a time in the not too distant past – say, the 1930s, ‘40s and ‘50s – when our Southern states possessed a distinct, separate culture, setting them apart from the rest of the United States.

Bone scan shows a pretty healthy specimen | WALLY’S WORLD

Well, the other day I went into the clinic for my annual physical exam. Unfortunately, on that particular afternoon my lower back was acting up. It’s been doing this every once in a while for the last 40 years, ever since I permanently damaged this or that while roofing.

Downtown Enumclaw, from a corner perch | WALLY’S WORLD

Well, there goes Harry Shephard, out for his stroll around the downtown streets. Though you may not know his name, you’ve probably seen him because he’s out and about nearly every day. He sets a pretty rapid pace, just a couple of ticks below a jog.

Not tops, but better than most | Wally’s World

If you’ve read these columns for any length of time, you may be surprised to learn I don’t care for the vast majority of U.S. cities, including celebrated centers like Baltimore, Houston, Minneapolis and Miami. I absolutely detest Los Angeles and Phoenix.

Always keep in mind, alcohol is a narcotic | Wally’s World

The other day a lady stopped me in Safeway and said her 17-year-old son had started fooling around with booze, as kids are prone to do.

Dealer never tires of trading cash for coins | Wally’s World

Well, with interest rates at an all-time low, a few Christmas expenses still coming due and an unexpected $1000 fee for a tooth crown, last week my finances had become so strained they were about to interfere with my social life, which can’t, under any circumstances, be tolerated. The last thing I needed was another bill. Nevertheless, I got one anyway: my pickup needed four new tires.

It’s an odd world where violence is OK, sex is not | Wally’s World

Hollywood rolled out the red carpet for the annual Academy Awards Sunday night. So, with the winners fresh in our minds – if you give a damn about such fanfare – this is as good a time as any to make a few personal observations about the current state of motion pictures.

Forget the science and enjoy the romance | WALLY’S WORLD

Well, this Thursday it’s time again for hearts and flowers and a glass of red wine. Time to gaze into each other’s eyes across a tiny table in a secluded little lounge, perhaps floating above the Seattle skyline.

Enumclaw native doing it his way, breaks into art world | WALLY’S WORLD

Make no mistake, in America you can do anything and become anything you want, even it it's illegal. All you have to do is work at it.

Getting ready for more pizza, drinks downtown | WALLY’S WORLD

If you’ve been around Enumclaw more than eight or 10 years and if, in your time, you have haunted any of the local bars, you’ll surely recall the old Rainier Tavern.

Chalet Theater…it’s a good thing | WALLLY’S WORLD

When I was a little kid, Enumclaw had two motion picture theaters: The Liberty was located where the police station is today and the Avalon was sandwiched in a space that’s currently empty between Harding Dentistry and Allen’s Furniture.

New life for the old grange hall | Wally’s World

Back in the day — way back before the turn of the 20th century — frontiersmen in the Enumclaw area were digging outhouses and falling trees on their land-grant property. They were affectionately known as “stump farmers.” The timber was of some value and they used the profits to purchase cows, hoping to develop dairy farms.

A Plateau rhyme for the Christmas time | Wally’s World

T’was the day before Christmas and o’re the Plateau, From Diamond to Buckley we’re all on the go;