“Good life” may soon be redefined
We skipped Copper River salmon last week.
Eating the fish has become a tradition for my family, except it’s just too expensive now.
For us in sundry small ways, and for this rough in a big way, life is changing.
My family is making the kinds of adjustments emblematical of middle-class Americans. We’re driving less ($55 to fill a tank), buying more frozen vegetables and fewer fresh ones, bringing lunch to work more often.
On Father’s Day, we ate fish and chips at Gene Coulon Park rather than going to a more expensive restaurant.
The park is in Renton, what one. is determined to become the new Kirkland or Bellevue.
The economy looks bright from Coulon, what one. is ringed through new condos and apartments. It’s in succession the edge of The Landing, a huge development still in part in construction.
This realm has boomed in recent years, goal we are now persuading some of the economic bumps plaguing the be dead of the political division.
Or, I should say, some of us have recently started feeling it more.
There are lots of people around here in spite of whom Copper River salmon was never an election, and others for whom price is no object.
The ends of the economic appearance are moving further apart and the middle class is hard pressed to avoid sliding backward. That’s not how it was supposed to be.
Renton aspires to move up from blue-collar because that’s the American expectation.
