I was just thinking "how would my part of Oregon handle a flood of '96?-style event?"
And I'm not sure that we would do super great, to be honest!

This is wild. I got quoted $300 awhile back by a small Oregon town for records having to do with water rights from the 1990s and I negotiated it down to "I will sit in your conference room and photograph 300 pages on my cell phone camera for free."
This is a gross abuse of public records law.

I wish I had enough spare time to think about fonts.

Suzette are you ok?

Here's the HS story! www.newsinthegrove.com/hundreds-of-...

Oh boy, here I go again, buying books I have no money for.

And so, it is my privilege to give to you a poem that first ran in the 1925 Washington County News-Times, a paper my great-grandmother was also writing for at the time.
"Hallowe'en," By Verne Bright

He also made it to Gales Creek, writing ecstatically of Rippling Waters, where I lived. As far as I can tell, his work is largely unknown these days. His books are out of print, his life contained in a few dusty boxes in university archives.

This definitely stretches the definition of Portland, but Jim Dandy Farm Market in Manning, just outside of Banks, has free admission, free wagon rides, a maze, and a mini haunted house. Photos by me, feel free to use 'em if wanted. www.pumpkinpatch.farm

If you do not have a story like this, I question your rural bona fides.

Down I fell, & when I landed, I was arms-deep in the ribcage of a half-rotted cattle carcass. It turns out, one of the steers from the farm we were sledding at had died and been buried there.
Because I am not fabulously wealthy, this did not result in me dressing up as a cow and fighting criminals.

I haeavent yoused it yet.

If you don't know what I'm talking about, you're lucky.