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PUBLIC SAFETY
SEASIDE POLICE DEPT.
PUBLIC SAFETY LOG
April 25
3:56 p.m., Vicinity of 12th Av-
enue: Caller reports sighting
of possible suspect in recent
crime spree. Information was
taken.
4:55 p.m., 1100 block Broad-
way: Caller reports a “situation”
between a male adult and a
young child.
5:36 p.m., Transient camp on
Necanicum: Caller reports a
noise disturbance at the tran-
sient camp. The involved par-
ties are advised of the com-
plaint and settle down.
6:39 p.m., 2500 block Mill Creek
Lane: EMS call.
9:42 p.m., 200 block First Ave-
nue: EMS call.
April 26
10:45 a.m., 19th and Necani-
cum: Case is taken for a dog
reported roaming at large.
11:28 a.m., 300 block Alpine
Street: Caller requests assis-
tance regarding an argument
they are having with their
mother. Prior to police arrival,
mother leaves.
1:44 p.m., Police headquarters:
A person came in to register as
a sex off ender.
3:51 p.m., East end of Avenue B:
Trailer with campfi re reported.
7:11 p.m., 1100 block N. Roos-
evelt: Caller says their car was
broken into while they were at
work.
11:01 p.m., 2500 block S. Roo-
sevelt: A deceased person is
reported following an EMS call.
April 27
10:14 a.m., 2100 block S. Frank-
lin: EMS call.
10:20 a.m., 1200 block S. Wan-
hanna: EMS call. Another agen-
cy is assisted.
1:21 p.m., Recycle Center: A
verbal disturbance is reported.
The participants are contact-
ed and advised there’s been a
complaint.
1:45 p.m., Shilo Inn: An indi-
vidual is warned of disorderly
conduct.
2:08 p.m., 1200 block Avenue B:
Caller would like to speak to an
offi cer about a transient camp
at the end of his street.
OBITUARY
4:36 p.m., Broadway Park: Kids
are warned to stop playing and
climbing on the goal posts.
nicum: Caller reports male
threatening to shoot her dog.
April 28
7:36 a.m., 2200 block S. Prom: A
woman reports her husband is
missing.
1:10 a.m., Avenue G: Kids on
skateboards are reported cre-
ating a disturbance.
10:56 a.m., Lincoln Avenue:
A dog reported roaming at
large on Lincoln Avenue is
picked up by police and re-
turned home.
1:11 p.m., The Cove: Fire inves-
tigation.
4:35 p.m., 800 block Necani-
cum: EMS call.
7:46 p.m., 800 block 26th Av-
enue: Campers in the area are
contacted and say they will be
moving on.
April 29
4:44 a.m., 1100 block N. Roo-
sevelt: Transient campers are
contacted and advised to
move along.
5:22 a.m., 400 block Second
Avenue: A subject is arrested
for harassment.
2:22 p.m., Police headquarters:
A person came in to register as
a sex off ender.
April 30
1:45 a.m. 2200 block Skyline
Drive: Responding to a noise
complaint, revelers said they
would quiet down for the
night.
12:08 p.m.,400 block Second
Avenue: Caller reports items
left at the hotel by a subject
who was recently arrested.
6:48 p.m., 1600 block Broad-
way: Caller reports a homeless
person bringing their trailer
onto their property and wants
them trespassed.
8:04 p.m., 1000 block Broad-
way: EMS call.
9:08 p.m., U.S. Highway 26 and
Necanicum View Drive: Fire in-
vestigation.
May 1
8:12 a.m., 700 block Avenue S:
Fire investigation.
9:54 a.m., 800 block Fourth
Avenue: Owner of dogs report-
ed barking says she will try to
keep the dogs quiet.
3:04 p.m., Seaside High School:
Fire investigation.
4:23 p.m., 300 block Broadway:
Owner of a business reports
two necklaces stolen.
5:00 p.m., Eighth and Neca-
Rod Nichols
Warrenton
Oct. 6, 1952 — April 25, 2022
May 2
11:14 a.m., 2100 block S. Edge-
wood: Caller reports ongoing
issue with a barking dog.
2:17 p.m., 91000 block Sunny-
side Road: Structure fi re.
2:41 p.m., 10th and Necani-
cum: Caller reports their door
is barred by wood and requests
offi cer open it.
5:34 p.m., 1100 block S. Holla-
day: EMS call.
5:42 p.m., 400 block Hillside
Loop: EMS call.
6:53 p.m., 34000 block U.S.
Highway 26: EMS call.
May 3
10:32 a.m., Eighth and Neca-
nicum: Found keys are turned
into police.
12:13 p.m., 200 block S. Roo-
sevelt: Police respond to a re-
port of an intoxicated driver; on
location, the person is found to
be sober. They are advised.
2:21 p.m., 1700 block 12th Ave-
nue: EMS call.
6:27 p.m., 1000 block S. Colum-
bia: Caller says his ex is bang-
ing on his door and refusing to
leave. Police say the matter was
resolved.
6:53 p.m., Avenue A: An EMS
call occurred at a pool.
8:30 p.m., Fifth and Downing:
A woman is reported going
through a dumpster.
8:42 p.m., 800 block Necani-
cum: Caller reports a woman
yelling at her child and things
being slammed. Caller said
she did not actually see this
happening, but heard about it.
9:13 p.m., First Avenue: An EMS
call turns into a deceased per-
son report.
11:05 p.m., Eleventh and Neca-
nicum: Caller reports a verbal
disturbance.
In loving memory: One of my two best
friends died recently. When I say best
friends, I mean someone who would do
anything for you, no questions asked.
Someone who will tell you the truth,
even when it would be easier and more
comfortable not to. Someone who always
has time for you, who shares their joy and
pain and secrets.
Those people are rare, and because
they’re rare, they are precious. To have
two such people in my life is largesse
beyond anything I would ever have imag-
ined possible. Now one of them is gone.
At 69 years old, Rod Nichols died way
too soon. If I was a philosophical sort, I
would say that whenever we take our
leave, we’re right on time. I am decidedly
not that sort. I am heartbroken, and not a
little ticked off .
I admit there could have been no time
ever that I would be gracious about losing
Rod. He was quietly, steadfastly good. He
was patient and generous, scary smart and
wickedly funny.
He was always game. And he was kind.
Abidingly kind. It takes fortitude and
eff ort, and so very much heart, to be con-
sistently kind. Rod is the only person in
my experience who managed it.
I met Rod in 1993, when we were both
neck deep in the restaurant biz. Over the
years we shared our experiences of count-
less kitchens, where we did everything
from washing the dishes to mopping
the fl oors at the end of shift. Rod often
cooked. I did the world a favor, and kept
to the front of the house, well away from
the stove.
We struggled to balance the books,
keep good help and make a buck. Rod suc-
ceeded for far longer than the expected
lifespan of a restaurant. He owned and
worked at Vista Sea Cafe on Broadway in
Seaside for 19 years, employing legions of
Seaside kids along the way.
Rod was an artist by nature and by train-
ing. I loved his stories of leaving art school
and moving to Paris to paint; of his friends
and adventures there. In 2019, I traveled
to Europe with both of my best friends,
Norma Hernandez and Rod. Seeing Bar-
celona and Bilbao and Bordeaux through
Rod’s eyes was a revelation.
Art museums were a whole other thing
when we went with Rod. He would wander
off to follow the muse that only he could
hear. Norma and I would follow the map
from room to room, and inevitably fi nd
the bar where we would absorb the culture
around us with benefi t of a cold beverage.
Eventually Rod would fi nd us and, over
a cocktail, tell us about things he saw. He
saw them the way the artists must have
hoped they would be seen.
Over many dinners, over many years,
Rod and I shared stories and tried to jus-
tify our common weaknesses. Among
them, countless dogs that needed rescuing,
the tendency to volunteer until spare time
was only a concept and marriages that
went south (three each). I fi nally got the
marriage thing right on the fourth try. Rod
didn’t live long enough to even the score.
I am not a crier. I have lost grandpar-
ents, parents, a beloved aunt and a brother,
shedding very few tears in the process. My
heart’s compass always swings toward
thankfulness. Thankfulness that I had
them in my life. That is a very big thing,
that having someone exceptional in your
life thing. It leaves little room for tears.
My beloved husband, Tom, and I have
inherited Rod’s dog, Spud. All 15 years
and 14 pounds of him. He is virtually deaf.
He has only two teeth cruelly placed upper
right and lower left. He has arthritis, takes
pills with every meal and is an austere
judge of character. For some reason, he
likes me. It’s probably the home-cooked
doggie dinners.
Whatever the reason, I love this little
dog of Rod’s. I talk to him relentlessly,
never caring that he can’t hear me. I talk
to him about Rod, and he rewards me with
a fi erce loyalty that won’t allow him to be
more than a foot from my side.
I haven’t cried for the loss of Rod Nich-
ols. I’m just too grateful to be maudlin.
But, I will absolutely cry when Spud dies.
Rod knew this about me.
— by Merianne Myers
May 4
11:15 a.m., 2400 block U.S.
Highway 101/Pine Cove: Call-
er reports an evicted tenant is
banging on their door look-
ing for cans; they said the
tenant broke into their trail-
er a month earlier. The caller
was not available to be inter-
viewed but asked police to
patrol the area.
MEMORIAL
DEATH NOTICE
Mike Marshall
Robert Buren Massey
Sunday, May 22
May 10, 2022
MARSHALL, Mike — Celebra-
tion of life at 2 p.m., Bob Chisholm
Community Center, 1225 Avenue A in
Seaside.
MASSEY, Robert Buren, 58, of War-
renton, died in Portland. Ocean View
Funeral & Cremation Service of Astoria is
in charge of the arrangements.
Something powerful and beautiful is rising from the ashes across our
state. Our communal hardship has rekindled in us one of our greatest
and most unifying strengths — kindness. So elemental, yet so brave.
Awakened by an urgent need for connection and compassion. Kindness
has inspired us to listen. To learn. To lend a hand. To take care of each
other. Now we have the opportunity to keep it lit. Let's not let it smolder.
Let's fan the embers in our hearts. Let's keep kindness at the forefront
of our lives, and live as open examples of it. Kindness inspires kindness.
And here, in our Oregon, that is what makes us —
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