The basketball hoop from my childhood home is still standing after the house, and most others in the town, were destroyed by the Camp Fire in 2018. Though I’ve been to the lot a handful of times since the fire, this was the first time I walked around the slab of cracked concrete where I’d […]
Alive and well after an accident but I’ll miss my red truck.
If you were like me in elementary school, recess was your favorite subject and rainy days were the worst. Instead of playing outside, you were confined to a single room all day and expected to burn off the neverending energy of youth by playing card games or reading. On rainy days in the carpool drop-off […]
A month break from alcohol.
The dramatic graduate driving home wasn’t wrong about having more to learn, but there would be no shortages of opportunities to do so.
As the crow flies: “In a direct line. Without any detours caused by following a road.” Having lived in a city for over a year, I’ve come to detest this idiom and believe that the crows Charles Dickens wrote about and the ones frequenting my neighborhood are of a completely different species. There is nothing […]
Thinking about times that I’ve felt lucky compared to the many I have not.
A place to feel at peace.
The loss dealt by the speed trap in 2016 on my mind. The paper trail depicting my innocence laid out. I was ready to even the score with Multnomah County.
Craigslist is mostly normal people looking to offload a couch or something, but its depths know no boundaries.