For a man who grew up on a farm with no running water or electricity, lost his father at age 8, and served in two theaters in World War II, Pat has the pleasant disposition of a man who knows himself and is glad to be here.
Since moving to Washington several years ago, I’ve become fascinated by the cherry blossoms that blanket Washington’s urban landscape in clouds of pink and white.
Everyone looks forward to the Christmas season, but at St. Genevieve Parish in Twisp, the parishioners always anticipate another special day: the birthday of a “favorite” member, Mary Bean.