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Courtney Boyd and daughter Ruby in 2013.

Courtney Boyd and daughter Ruby in 2013.

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Cute picture or cutest ever? Discuss.

Courtney Boyd is the queen of feisty.

And sure, the onetime Coupeville High School basketball star may have mellowed a bit since giving birth to the most adorable baby in all creation, Ruby, but I have no doubt she can still reach down and find that fire.

As a fast-talking, gum-snapping child, Miss Boyd, who celebrates a birthday today, spent most of her time hanging out behind the counter at Videoville and Miriam’s Espresso.

She didn’t actually work there, but she still owned the place.

She and her traveling companion, Liz Tingstad, ate all the food, controlled what movies were being played on the in-store TV screens and stole my computer away from me every time they could.

Occasionally (say once or twice a year) they might deign to take out the garbage or go get the mail but only if they weren’t already busy harassing me.

Courtney was a pro, taking great delight in getting half the town to believe I was her father.

I retaliated by running out in front of the store whenever she walked by with a boy and screaming “Nun school! You’re going to nun school!!”

Then she would throw things at me.

Good times…

Courtney is now, and has always been, one of the sweetest, kindest young women to ever grace this planet. Just wrapped in a fiery shell.

Even as a young girl, she would help out her mom, Carrie, shepherding her younger brothers and sisters around town.

So, it’s no surprise that she has adapted so strongly to being a mom herself.

I expect as Ruby gets older, she’ll be a lot like her mom, and her grandma.

Feisty, independent, fiercely loyal and protective, sweet, caring women.

My 12 years behind the counter at Videoville will likely never be topped. It was my perfect job.

People came and went, employees, customers and hanger-ons. Some were memorable for good reasons, others for bad reasons.

Courtney will always hold a place in my heart, and I couldn’t be prouder of her and everything she has accomplished if I actually was related to her.

You are legendary, Miss Boyd. Never forget that.

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Kurtis Smith

Kurtis Smith

Lathom Kelley

Lathom Kelley

Is it even possible for one day to contain so much raw charisma without the calendar exploding?!?!

It’s a question worth asking as two of the biggest and boldest showmen in Coupeville celebrate a joint birthday today.

Wolf grad Kurtis Smith, he of the sweet baseball swing and flyin’ feet, and CHS junior Lathom Kelley, a gridiron beast prone to bouncing off of walls in the gym (literally), are not quiet, shy wallflowers.

Both talented athletes who delight in playing a bit to the crowd, they make my job so much easier.

Quick with the quotes, even quicker with the photo ops, they were born to be stars.

Bright, shining supernovas.

And, since they’re both too busy to spend a lot of time reading some kind of gushy tribute, let’s just wish them much sweet, sweet birthday cake and send them on their way, “Wayne’s World“-style, with maybe a lil’ bit of McConaughey.

“Party on, Kurtis!” “Party on, Lathom!”

Keep on keepin’ on.

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Chelsea Randall, the early days. (Photo courtesy Savannah Randall)

Chelsea Randall, the early days. (Photo courtesy Savannah Randall)

Still wonderful.

Still wonderful. (Kelsey Simmons photo)

I knew the half-whispered legends, but had never seen real evidence.

At least not until I got up with a headache at 3 AM in the morning and, boom, there it was in the form of a surprise email from her younger sister.

Suddenly, the stories of the early days of Chelsea Randall actually took solid form.

The most talented person I know, captured during her early days as a dance prodigy. Her smile lighting up the world, her love of dance exploding out of a photo from the past.

Before Chelsea became a choreographer, writer, director, editor and a billion other things. Before she became the petite ball o’ fire who lights up the world every day, none more so than in the moments leading up to her 30th birthday Wednesday.

Many in Coupeville will know her as the manager at Christopher’s on Whidbey, a job she handles with great grace under pressure.

A select few will know all that she has accomplished in her life leading up to this day. Her resume, which she rarely discusses, is the stuff of legend.

Springing from a family deeply immersed in the entertainment industry, headed up by grandfather Pitt Herbert, who acted with everyone from Jimmy Stewart to Elvis, Chelsea is born to show biz.

Her mom, Elizabeth Herbert, her dad, Phil Randall, and her lil’ sis, Savannah Randall, all actively involved in theater.

Her parents have spent the summer in Vegas, working nightly on a highly-successful production of “Menopause: The Musical” that’s playing at the Luxor on the Strip.

I could go on and on, detailing Chelsea’s brilliance and talent, but, since she is not fond of self-promotion, let’s leave it at this — she is amazing.

In every way, every day, her light shines across the world and makes it a wonderful place.

I hope her birthday is as awesome as she is.

And the photo? Better than Excedrin.

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Aimee Bishop has never frowned in her entire life. True story.

Aimee Bishop has never frowned in her entire life. True story.

She is the smile that powers Coupeville.

Everywhere she goes, in everything she does, Aimee Bishop spreads joy. That’s her job, her mission, her business — and business is good.

A former Wolf athletic star herself back in the day, she has gone on to bless Cow Town with a daughter (Breeanna Messner) who was as smart, talented and caring as any athlete to ever wear the red and black.

If there is an event, Aimee is there, phone bouncing from hand to hand as she keeps the lights on, makes sure the PA system doesn’t flame out and each and every fellow fan gets a smile, a nod, a hug, a brief bit of the “Bishop Glow.”

Today is her birthday but really, we should celebrate her every day. Coupeville would be 44.7% less fun if she had not returned to The Rock.

Now, at this point, she is likely rolling her eyes and saying “Oh, you guys!!”

It’s not gonna work, however.

She may try and be modest and say she’s not doing anything special, that she’s just one of many behind-the-scenes worker bees and proud mamas.

But, deep down she knows the truth, even if she won’t publicly admit it.

Aimee Bishop is a freakin’ American hero. End of story.

Embrace your awesomeness, Aimee. The rest of us have already accepted it as a stone cold fact.

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Coach V

Coach V

Coupeville is blessed with a strong group of coaches.

Across the board, regardless of the sport, at the high school, middle school, youth or select team levels, Cow Town has a group of men and women who show great commitment to their athletes and work with them on both a sports and a personal level.

One of the best of the group, Dustin Van Velkinburgh, aka Coach V, hits the big 3-0 today.

And, while his advancing years may require him to seek out a walker and a stiff shot of prune juice (says a guy 13 years older…), there is no quit in the guy.

A very talented athlete in his day (football, basketball, soccer and on and on), he can still kick the pampered rears of most, if not all, of his players.

But, while that reality lingers out there, Coach V is the perfect example of a player’s coach.

One who knows when to be a kid’s best friend and when to be the guy in charge. When to console and cheer and when to push.

He remembers what it was like to be a young man without a father figure.

What it was like to find guidance and the (occasional) kick in the rear from coaches like Ron Bagby and Randy King during his own days as a Wolf.

It made him a man, one who has gone on to raise a swarm of happy children with wife Jessica.

Coupeville gave him much in his younger days, something he speaks of often. And he has returned the favor over the years, giving back to the children of a community he deeply loves.

There is no artifice. No question dodging. He remains the same after a big win as after a horrifying loss.

A small smile, a quiet word off to the side to one kid, a public calling-out of another.

He finds out how they tick, what will drive them and what will crumple them, and he hits all the right notes, fitting his lesson to them as individuals, not faceless cogs in an athletic factory.

Coach V, and others like him, are doing more than making athletes. They are given teenagers and they do their best to help them prepare for life after the cheers and pep rallies.

If they win games, great, but the bigger victories come years later, when the next Coach V stays in town (or returns) and picks up the mantle. The man makes a kid a man and he pays it forward.

Every community worth its salt has a coach like Dustin. That one guy who is his town through and through.

Who, only years later, when you see his legacy in full, do you realize the impact he had. The lives he steered in the right direction, the kids he gave a last chance to, the way he altered destinies, sometimes subtly and sometimes with a bold hand.

In Coupeville, we call him Coach V, and we should be very, very grateful we have him.

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