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My parents and I relocated to the Pacific Northwest from my native Missouri in September [1946]. We lived with my aunt and her son (my cousin) for about a month while my folks looked for a place to live. We had come in response to an advertisement from a Kitsap County realtor, and so we wound up near Island Lake, on a rural route out of Poulsbo. We had lived there about a week, and had more or less forgotten that the realtor told us the view of the mountains from our new place was good. During that week it was cloudy and rained quite a bit; but after we had lived there that week, we woke one morning to blue skies and sunshine—and there, visible from our front yard, stood the Olympics in all their splendor, covered with snow left by the first autumn storm. That did it.

—Robert L. Wood, in a letter to William Hoke, 1995