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Don’t ask me why I was in Mukilteo one fine drizzly Monday afternoon; it’s a tucked- away town sitting between the I-5 Freeway and the Puget Sound, about 15 miles north of Seattle. Boeing dominates the main drive that takes … Continue reading

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If the Seahawks were an Old World Wine…

It’s Sunday , 4:30pm. The Superbowl is in high gear and the cocktail lounge echoes with cheers from yet another Seahawk touchdown. Christopher tosses himself onto the velvet covered booth, deftly placing his winter beer on the table before the … Continue reading

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