
Miss Emilee Crichton: Superstar. (Photos courtesy John Fisken, Shelli Trumbull and Vicki Crichton-Wells)
So, this one time, I almost hit Coupeville High School’s cheer captain with my car…
In my defense, we’re next door neighbors and I chronically forget to look behind me when I back up and I … yep, I’m an idiot.
But anyway, I tapped my brakes in time, Emilee Crichton got to enjoy her suddenly more-hazardous-than-necessary passage up our joint driveway without having to pick pieces of moss (my auto exterior is kinda, sorta going back to nature) off her car, and all was well.
Of course, she got her subtle revenge when she nominated me for the Winter Cold Water Challenge, forcing me back into the icy waters of Penn Cove a month earlier than I had planned.
Nicely played, Crichton, nicely played.
As she celebrates her 18th birthday today and wraps up her senior year at CHS, she remains what she has always been — a genuinely sweet, likeable, friendly, smart, successful young woman.
Whether she’s hangin’ out next door or taking off to conquer the outside world, I wish her the best. Because she is the best.
I even promise to look behind me at least 37% of the time I back up from now on.
It’s a start, at least…











































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