Articles written by Sondra Aashton

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 By Sondra Aashton    Opinion

Remembrance of things past

When I was 7 years old, somewhat of a lost child, uncertain about every aspect of my life, my Indiana cousin Shirley, two years older, took me under wing. Shirley spoke with firm confidence and sureness, always. She quickly became...

 By Sondra Aashton    Opinion

When a coffee snob gets her comeuppance

After years of living in Seattle, it is no surprise that I developed a taste for exotic coffee. Certainly more exotic than everyday Folgers. I'm not rigid about my coffee. I'll drink any kind of coffee as long as it is hot. Coffee...

 By Sondra Aashton    Opinion

The plastification of my life, and other woes

It seemed that everything happened at once. For one thing the armrest fell off the driver's side door of my aging van (my only vehicle, except for a dilapidated broom that I am grooming to take its place). The armrest is a pitiful...


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