Wally DuChateau

It’s a whole new world when it comes to weed | WALLY’S WORLD

I can’t remember exactly when I first smoked pot. Perhaps that’s understandable because it was sometime during the Sixties – and you know what they say about remembering the Sixties.

You just might hear something poetic | WALLY’S WORLD

Some people call me a writer. Others feel it’s a bit more accurate to label me a columnist. When I tell them I’m also playing around with a few novels, they’re usually more impressed. “Oh!” one lady exclaimed and arched her eyebrow. “So you’re an author!” Others call me things that aren’t fit for a family newspaper.

It’s a wacky world of fashion | WALLY’S WORLD

Well, you know how it goes in the world of fashion: here today and gone tomorrow. At the moment, colored jeans are hot, but you wouldn’t be caught dead in pink jeans by next summer. (Of course. if you start wearing them 10 years from now, you’ll probably be rather cool again.)

Feels good to keep things local | Wally’s World

Well, I was gonna check my email the other night, which I’m sure is also a daily ritual for many of you. I clicked on the Internet but received, instead, a rather startling and unsettling result.

Monument to honor town’s past | Wally’s World

The other day I heard about a Black Diamond memorial to Washington state’s coal mining past, so I drove across the river to check things out. I suspect this project has been in various stages of development for a number of years, but this whimsical storyteller just learned about it.

Great farmers market found in Maple Valley | Wally’s World

This column has frequently showered considerable praise on Pike Place Market in downtown Seattle.

Great farmers market found in Maple Valley | Wally’s World

This column has frequently showered considerable praise on Pike Place Market in downtown Seattle.

Look to R&B to find roots of today’s music | Wally’s World

People sometimes ask what I think of modern rock, rap and the pop scene in general. I usually say I don’t think much about it; that is, I rarely pay any attention to it.

Interior design is worth a visit | Wally’s World

Many know Bridget Peterson as a former employee in Suburban Soul." When that business closed its doors – yet another victim of our screwed up economy – she decided to open a store of her own, which was something she had wanted to do for many years. So, a couple months ago, she finally did. She was eminently qualified, having spent more than 15 years in the retail clothing business, including nine years with Nordstrom and four years with The Gap.

We’re returning to our roots | Wally’s World

Like most of you, I do nearly all my grocery shopping in the local grocery stores. I’ll continue to do this even though – given the pesticides, preservatives, genetic engineering, color additives, growth hormones and a host of other chemicals – no one is sure what we’re actually eating or what the long-term consequences might be.

In days gone by, banking was local | Wally’s World

So now, if you please, a little local Banking History 101.

Escaping the violence, landing in Enumclaw | Wally’s World

Like the antique store, the restaurant in Collectibles On Cole has been open for more than a year. Marilyn Nelson, owner of the whole operation – that is, both the antique side and the cafe – ran the restaurant, with various cooks and servers, during the first few months.

Fun Fourth at picnic grounds | Wally’s World

Across the Auburn Highway from the Enumclaw Sales barn, on the southwest corner of the intersection of state Route 164 and 228th Avenue Southeast, there’s a stand of fir trees that’s known as the Farmers’ Picnic Grounds. At least that’s what old-timers call it.

Mother, daughter bring life to Buckley café | Wally’s World

Bonna Hanna and I have known one another for at least 35 years and yet, for whatever reason, we’ve never been especially close. One could say we’re casual acquaintances; that is, we always greet one another with a smile while passing through the colorful neon and multi-hued mirrors of one bar or another.

Energy crisis will land in kids’ laps | Wally’s World

When I was in grad school (say around 1970), the Earth’s population stood at 3.5 billion. Today, it’s more than 7 billion. That would seem to be enough people.

Outfielder’s playing in the dirt | Wally’s World

In my younger days, I used to enjoy playing tennis and basketball. I suppose I still would, but haven’t played either for several years. Last time I shot a few hoops in Garrett Park, some young fellas – at least they were younger than 40 – walked on the court, so I had to leave. Either that, or make a fool of myself.

Someone is always watching us | Wally’s World

Hey, all you paranoid people out there, no need to be lonesome. Sometimes I also feel like I’m being watched.

Times are a changin’ | Wally’s World

As the man once said more than 40 years ago, "The Times They Are A-changin'."

Crew provides more than meat | Wally’s World

I never met Gene Emry and knew absolutely nothing about the barbecue catering service he opened around 1955 behind Herald’s Restaurant and Lounge (currently, a strip mall). In fact, I didn’t even realize the business was there until the mid-1960s. In 1990, Gene sold his enterprise to Frank Mickelson and, in 2005, Frank sold to Gary Shaw, who operates the place today.

We may be in for a bumpy ride | Wally’s World

Well, I can’t remember the exact day or week it started, but it was sometime last September. Initially, it was a handful of unemployed college grads, parading down Wall Street carrying novel protest signs: “We’re the 99 percent,” “Can I get bailed out?” and “Do you feel it trickle down?”