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TIGARD POLICE EVENT AFTERMATH

From the bloodless Tigard Police event. I stopped in the local market for a few cold Beck’s Bombers. A Tigard police rig sat in the parking lot. Should I stop, or should I go. I stopped. I stopped in, bought a few Beck’s Bombers since my regular place had a few warm ones last time, […]

TIGARD POLICE EVENT: NEIGHBOR RELATIONS, PT3

Are you good at neighbor relations? Want to be better? After talking to the Tigard police and the woman who owns the house the Tigard police event centered on, what’s next? One of the men who drives a diesel farm truck up and down the quiet roads sat in his rig while I mowed my […]

TIGARD POLICE EVENT: HOW NOT TO GET SHOT

I got the wife phone call you never want to get. No, not the one where she’s run off to Spain with a gypsy king, or discovered her true self with a Starbucks soothsayer. This phone call: “David, I see nine police cars in front of our house and parked in our driveway. You need […]

TIGARD FOREST AND TREES

A Walk In Bull Mountain Park And A Tigard Forest Is A Hike For The Psyche. Too many suburban towns forget about the people and the place they call home. New people move in, throw a lawn chair in the backyard, and call it good. They turn invisible. For the next twenty years they drive […]

SEX, DRUGS, AND ROCK AND ROLL. OR JUST DRUGS

How To Live Next To A Heroin House. A move to the suburbs in most cities means a move away from drugs and crime. Not Portland, Oregon. My inner eastside apartment was too dangerous for a young family. Houses had metal barred windows and bad yards. The juice was never changing. It was a bad […]

Boomer Balloons Up

Without The Usual Weight Swing Do you have an event in your city you used to go to? You probably stopped going when your kids got old enough to go on their own. Now what? That is the baby boomer question, “What do we do now?”