Oregon Reader Essay: Showing Me the Way Home
Longing for family and Oregon
Longing for family and Oregon
The lilies of Vista Ridge became a symbol of my rebirth.
To me the letters in Oregon stand for Overlooks, Ridges, Evergreens, Gorges, Outstanding vistas, and Nature.
The blackberries of my childhood are gone, replaced by houses and driveways and above-ground swimming pools and swingsets. But there are blackberries all around if you know where to look, and we still go out together to fill our buckets.
I was born in 1960 in the center of town—not literally, but culturally. Prineville Golf and Country Club was the center of the Prineville universe.
“It’s OK to wake up smiling.” That was how the Oregon Coast made me feel.
One woman shares her personal awakening after moving from Washington, D.C. to Portland, Oregon.
He wanted to become a traveling neon sign salesman. He wanted to bring neon to every nook and cranny of Oregon.
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