Letters – 8/18
Fond farewell to hometown
A favorite country song rings through my head as I walk along the frozen canal bank last winter. Gazing over the horizon and barren fields, it sinks in that I will soon be leaving my small beloved hometown. Many find Quincy to be merely a town full of vast fields, rustic farmers, and occasional trouble; they have yet to look through my eyes. I do not see bare, frozen fields in the winter or wild dust storms during the summer. I see glistening ice crystals among next year’s crop; I find God’s hand in all that surrounds me. Instead of a simple, barren town, I find a little piece of heaven. This is my home.
I feel like I have been able to enjoy nearly every aspect of high school growing up in Quincy. I was the fearfully nervous freshman in a varsity sport; I shared many laughs with my wonderful QHS classmates and staff; I have come home exhausted from a service project. Then I was the upperclassman to become best friends with the nervous freshmen. Next thing I know, I am decking out in my green and gold for my last homecoming week. Now, I pack up my 28 Quincy T-shirts and 16 green sweatshirts to take to college with me. I will continue to show pride for my beloved hometown—Quincy, Washington.

I would like to say the greatest thank you to all of Quincy—the schools, community members, and the town itself. Many take for granted their hometown until they leave home and live in a strange, unknown place. I believe I have been able to grasp this little town and all the loving, selfless people in 18 short years. Although I am anxious to begin the next chapter of my life, I am leaving Quincy with a sigh and a few tears. Along with my wonderful family, Quincy also contributes to much of who I am today. For that, I am forever grateful for you all. With every ounce of gratitude in my being, I thank you.
— Shelan Lybbert
Keller is a Quincy treasure
Many do not know that Bob Keller does iron work and is an excellent designer. He skillfully made a hand-rail and installed it on cement steps for me. Later, I needed a gate for an unusual situation. He quickly engineered a gate.
The rail and gate both function very well and are very attractive.
Thank you, Bob.
— Chris Petersen
End cronyism
I have grave concerns, Mr. McLeod with what Grant County has done to you and how long it has taken you to get to this point in time without a resolution, but ....
This is a paraphrase of what a Chelan County judge stated to me just moments before she was forced to dismiss my legal claim against Grant County only because it wasn’t “ripe” — due solely to the operation of law.
So it seems, government isn’t liable for their actions unless they specifically claim “FINAL DECISION.” In my circumstance, the county chose to be a moving target, stalling a resolution to the problem several times in as many years, purposefully stringing me along.
The law allows government to waste untold amounts of money and years of your life, all the while making unrealistic, arbitrary demands, which if not followed with the term “FINAL DECISION” allows them to weasel out of any liability over their capricious actions.
These government clowns play self-serving catch-22 games at the expense of taxpayers. Everyone should be well aware of Grant County’s inherent proclivity to play cat and mouse games instead of making transparent decisions. Enough of the trickery. In today’s market, I assuredly guarantee that there are better qualified individuals to head up the county departments. I urge the commissioners to break from existing cronyism and investigate fresh faces for the department heads. At a minimum, utilizing a hearing examiner for land issues would help ensure a fair outcome for all.
I look forward to the anticipated retribution that will most likely be directed at me in an effort to put me in my place. And now on to the canned letters from the Dems and Repubs. Ugh!
— Ken McLeod, Ephrata



