One of my favorite things about living in Ellensburg is the blotter that appears in the newspaper everyday. Every 911 call gets its chance to shine the following day. Here are a few examples from today’s paper:
- A person reported that there was no feed available for a white horse in a pasture on Thrall Road.
- A person reported that a service dog was not allowed to come into the emergency room on Chestnut Street.
- A person reported that White Birch and Chestnut Street were a sheet of ice and vehicles were slipping.
- A person on Mountain View Avenue reportedly had a nose bleed.
- Loud voices and a sporting event on TV were reported on 18th Avenue.
- An Ellensburg woman in her late 70s or early 80s was reportedly having extreme back pain.
Is it odd that this stuff entertains me so much? My mom and I used to hear about drive-by shootings in Yakima that never made it to the newspaper, yet here I can find out that a water pipe was reportedly broken on Pine Street.
Anyhow, I recently learned of another perk of living in a small town, and had to share it with you. Look at the following picture closely:
I blurred out the city and such, just on the off chance it discourages someone from abusing the fact that I just published my address, but that isn’t what I want you to notice. Notice instead that there is no street listed. There are a lot of streets in this town, and probably several 901 Easts. This was still delivered to us! No return to sender to fix the address, they just had the postman look at it and say, hey, I know where the Flynns live, I’ll deliver it. (That is my assumption, anyway.)
Have I mentioned I like it here? Too bad there isn’t any foreign relations work available, we’d stay.
Oh, and P.S. If you happen to recognize your hand-writing on this post give yourself a pat on the back for making my day!