To the Editor
September 25, 2012
Salmon Days run
Run and festival need to be paired again
I just wanted to share how disappointed I am that the Salmon Days run and the Salmon Days Festival are no longer on the same weekend.
My family has lived in Issaquah for almost 20 years (my husband’s family for 50 years) and we look forward to the run on Sunday and heading to the festival afterward every year (now three generations that run). It’s a point of pride for us.
I have family members and friends who come back “home” each year to the festival and to run the race. I have had to write several emails this year explaining to them that they must choose between the race and the festival.
Separating the race and the festival also means two weekends in a row with closed roads and excess traffic. I love Salmon Days and am happy to deal with creative traffic patterns for a weekend, but two weekends in a row could be too much. I am hopeful that the Rotary Club of Issaquah and the Salmon Days team will consider recombining their events in the future.
40 Days of Life
Standing up for another option
In a few short days, the Issaquah 40 Days for Life will begin. The purpose of 40 Days is to bring God’s love and hope to women considering abortion.
Many years ago, I was one of those women. I was scared and uncertain about my decision to abort my first child. Memories still haunt me to this day — the waiting room full of women, the sound of the suction machine, the intense pain, a recovery room full of recliners, the screaming girl in the recliner next to me, the emptiness I felt afterward. For years after that I defended a woman’s right to choose, but would never ever admit to having had an abortion myself. I would get very angry when I saw cars with pro-life bumper stickers.
During a pro-life campaign much like 40 Days, I heard a minister talking about post abortion syndrome. In anger, I called the hotline number he offered me to inform them that I didn’t have P.A.S, but when the counselor answered the phone, all I could do was cry. And when the counselor asked me if I had any idea what sex the child was, I wailed. After I named this child (I named him Luke) and memorialized him at a Rachel’s Vineyard retreat, I became active in standing outside of abortion clinics.
The 40 Days for Life campaign is not a group of Christians out to condemn women. They are there in love for both the mother and the child; they are there to give hope and help that doesn’t involve the death of that child. I wish they had been standing outside the clinic I entered years ago. My son Luke now rests in the arms of an angel. I hope he rests in mine someday.