If herons, eagles or whales brightened the view of Camano Island when I was in high school, they never found their way into my recollection.
I remember the perfect burger, crisp fries and Coke with just the right amount of ice served at Ovenell's Drive-In, east of the island's gateway bridge in Stanwood. There was fresh-cut hay, golden in sunset, and the acrid smell of peas processed at Twin City Foods.
By Sherry Stripling | March 25, 2005