By Tim Whyte Signal Editor It was move-in day at Washington State University, and my daughter’s dorm room looked like a crime scene. Blood, spattered on the wall. In the sink. On the boxes we had carted there to, hopefully, get Brooke’s...
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By Tim Whyte Signal Editor My good buddy John Boston and I go way back. Decades back. We’re both award-winning columnists, although I haven’t entered a...
By Tim Whyte Signal Editor As a part-time college journalism instructor for the past 20-plus years, one of my all-time favorite students was a bright and...
By Tim Whyte Signal Editor Confession time. A few months back, I wrote a column lamenting the fact that my daily (unsweetened) iced tea from the Circle K...
By Tim Whyte Signal Editor Rep. Katie Hill dropped by The Signal’s offices the other day, and it was an enjoyable conversation. She was forthcoming...
By Tim Whyte Signal Editor I’ll never forget the day Randy Wicks died. It was 1996. My wife and I were on a camping trip to the Santa Barbara wine...
By Tim Whyte Signal Editor Sitting in Central Park last Saturday, listening to live country music performed by some of the genre’s most current artists...
By Tim Whyte Signal Editor When our son Luc was little, just learning to play hockey, my wife and I told him there was one thing most important about...
By Tim Whyte Signal Editor Press me into answering the question, “What’s your favorite song?” and there’s always been a solid chance that I’d say it was...
By Tim Whyte Signal Editor I’m not often at a loss for words. But that’s where I was a couple of weeks ago, when my mom texted me at work and said...
