President’s Day holiday closures

February 2014.

Monday is Presidents' Day, expect the following closures or adjusted schedules:

BANKS: Most closed. Some in-store branches may be open. Check your bank for details.

BUSES: Most follow regular schedule.

COLLEGES: No classes for state colleges and universities. Some institutions of higher learning will have offices open. Call first.

DRIVER'S LICENSING: Closed.

EMISSIONS TESTING: Closed.

FINANCIAL MARKETS: U.S. markets closed.

GARBAGE: Most operating per usual, or one day delayed.

GOVERNMENT OFFICES: Offices closed. Washington Legislature in session.

MAIL: Post offices closed. No home delivery except Express Mail. Some postal units are open year round. Check your local area.

PARKING METERS: On-street parking free on holidays.

PUBLIC LIBRARIES: Closed.

PUBLIC SCHOOLS: Closed.

UTILITIES: 24-hour customer service, and for outages or emergencies available. Check local phone numbers.

VEHICLE LICENSING: Closed.

Have a great holiday.

Happy Holidays, hope you finish the year well

"A man is at his finest towards the finish of the year..." Hope you finish well.

At Christmas

A man is at his finest towards the finish of the year;
He is almost what he should be when the Christmas season is here;
Then he’s thinking more of others than he’s thought the months before,
And the laughter of his children is a joy worth toiling for.
He is less a selfish creature than at any other time;
When the Christmas spirit rules him he comes close to the sublime.

When it’s Christmas man is bigger and is better in his part;
He is keener for the service that is prompted by the heart.
All the petty thoughts and narrow seem to vanish for awhile
And the true reward he’s seeking is the glory of a smile.
Then for others he is toiling and somehow it seems to me
That at Christmas he is almost what God wanted him to be.

If I had to paint a picture of a man I think I’d wait
Till he’d fought his selfish battles and had put aside his hate.
I’d not catch him at his labors when his thoughts are all of pelf,
On the long days and the dreary when he’s striving for himself.
I’d not take him when he’s sneering, when he’s scornful or depressed,
But I’d look for him at Christmas when he’s shining at his best.

Man is ever in a struggle and he’s oft misunderstood;
There are days the worst that’s in him is the master of the good,
But at Christmas kindness rules him and he puts himself aside
And his petty hates are vanquished and his heart is opened wide.
Oh, I don’t know how to say it, but somehow it seems to me
That at Christmas man is almost what God sent him here to be.

by Edgar Albert Guest

The staff at where apples get wet, hope you finish well.