Letters

Reason No. 1: At 9:30 p.m. Thursday, June 13, I remembered that I forgot to pick up my daughter’s bike at Mark and Marissa Sheldon’s shop, Bicycle Time, before 6 p.m. Sydney, friend Kali and I were leaving the next morning at 6 a.m. to catch a ferry to San Juan’s Orcas Island.

Panic struck, but I hesitantly dialed their home phone number. Marissa answered, I apologized profusely, and she said, “Oh no problem, Barb, we are still up. Come on in and Mark will open the shop.” We had a wonderful chat in Bicycle Time late into the night. As I drove away, bike tucked into my little car along with a b...