Big plans come with big responsibilities. Such as? Such as, if you buy stuff for a plan and fail, you’re stuck with the stuff and no plan. Or, like so many, you pretend the fail was part of the original plan. See how easy that was? All done, but . . .
D0G LESSONS FOR THE REST OF US
Dog lessons begin with a special dog. Since all dogs are special to every family who lives with one, this particular dog is the prime example. Why this dog? It’s the dog I know best, the dog who knows me best. First a note on dog owners:
BEACH TOWN? THERE’S ONLY ONE
Beach town is where I grew up. We had beaches all over the place, surrounded by beaches. But it was a bay town, a town on Coos Bay. Just not Coos Bay.
DO PORTLAND CHRISTMAS LIKE A THREE YEAR OLD
A Portland Christmas goes one of two ways: “I will never set foot in that hell-hole.” Or? Peacock Lane? Let’s go.”
HISTORY WORK NEVER ENDS FOR THE CURIOUS
Doing history work where you live is the only way to get to your happy place. Or at least you’ll know where you are. The Oregon Historical Society’s downtown Portland history museum is just the place. But first ask yourself, “Am I curious?” If you read boomerpdx regularly, you pass the curious test. Take this […]
EFFICIENT DEXTERITY FOR DIFFICULT TIMES
Efficient dexterity means different things to different people? Like everything you try for the first time, or the millionth time, always remember one thing: Everyone is different and what matters to you and I doesn’t matter for everyone else. If you’re reading this I’m bunching you with my other readers. “BUNCH.” Now we’re all gathered […]
BAY BOY: FROM SAN FRANCISCO TO COOS BAY WATER
One or my favorite writers traveled across the country from California to New York. He called the Hudson “the river of his birth” which got me going. You can tell if you have a favorite author if they ‘get you going.’ I thought of the river of my birth, except it wasn’t a river. It […]
OREGON HISTORICAL BUSINESS
The Oregon Historical Society holds a special place in my heart. I took a temporary job there as a museum guard, a six month assignment to watch over an exhibit called Soft Gold. Six months turned into twenty-odd years before I signed off. It was a dream job from guard, to exhibit worker, to curatorial […]