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Journey to a climate-friendly life

A tree as great as a man's embrace springs from a small shoot; A terrace nine stories high begins with a pile of earth; A journey of a thousand miles starts und...

Is that all you got?

I recently read a Facebook post by my nephew, Terrance. Now here is a young man who has struggled with challenges every step of the way to where he is today — a...

Thanks for driving me to the mountain, Dad

There were no skiers in my family. Somehow I got it into my little 11- year-old brain that skiing was something I wanted to do. I can't remember why. Perhaps it...

Dry refuge paints stark picture

My friend, Claudia, and I have been going to the Klamath Basin for birding in the spring since 2007. We have witnessed over the years a gradual drying out of th...

The man on the bicycle remembered

It now has been a number of years since I visited my home country. On one such trip my wife and I stayed with family members. One day we decided to take bicycle...

I remember those summer vacations fondly

One thing my parents did in our upbringing was to give us memory-filled vacations. Every summer, we went camping — on the Oregon and Washington coasts, a coupl...

A journey through life with five moms

I’ve had five moms. At almost 70 years old, I think I’ve had my fill, but I’m not making any promises. I still want and need occasional mothering. And you? I sp...

Grandma graduates from college

From Caribbean cruises to the sandy beaches of Oahu and everywhere in between, my laptop and I have traveled with a desire to fulfill a bucket list dream. I am ...

Life in the theater knows no age

I had a wonderful experience in theater last year that was born out of taking a nonfiction writing class at the Osher Lifelong Learning Institute. I am forever ...

Two of the dumbest things I’ve ever done

Why is it that the only thing you find in the dark is your toe? Or that thing that is missing usually shows up when you quit looking for it? Or something that y...

Back when carry-ons were loosely defined

We were going to Vienna for Douglas Aircraft in 1984, and one of the vice presidents came to my husband, Flip, and asked him for what turned out to be a rather ...

I felt the pane, and Dad saw red

Dad was trying on a brand new white shirt, a shirt he could barely afford. Times were tough, jobs were scarce and families were large and expensive to feed. But...

Bees don’t go well with root beer

I made the mistake of ordering a bottle of root beer with my pizza during a sunny day in downtown Ashland. As soon as I took it outside, bees came swarming over...

No such thing as inclement weather

I grew up in the Land of 10,000 Lakes. There was a chain of lakes that meandered through southern Minnesota. My father had the only grocery store in the very s...

Tips for writing your life story

Have you ever wondered how long you are going to live? Now that I’m headed to 90 and residing in an assisted-living facility, I’ve been asked to answer that que...