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Posts tagged with Portland

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Thursday, September 24th, 2009

Sixty Years Later

by Helen Torney Randall
Portland, OR
When my husband and I drove into Eugene in September 1949, we had been married only two weeks. Neither of us had ever lived in Oregon, and we thought our stay would be temporary, a year or two, while my husband worked on a graduate degree at the University of [...]



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Tuesday, September 8th, 2009

Of Mountains and Rivers

Mrs. Mabel’s story shared with Rachel Kvamme
Portland, OR
I had the pleasure of spending one Saturday morning in April 2009 getting to know Mrs. Mabel, a resident at Providence ElderPlace and an Oregon resident for almost all her life. In those few hours we spent together I learned many things about Mrs. Mabel – including [...]



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Tuesday, September 8th, 2009

Looms to Watercolors

Virginia’s story as told to Laura Buchan
Portland, OR
I had a chance to sit down with Virginia Krull recently and talk a little about her life. Virginia is nearly 92 years old and has been residing at Providence ElderPlace in SE Portland for the past five years. She is originally from the Midwest, born and [...]



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Tuesday, September 8th, 2009

Recollections from an Oregon native

As told to Evie Engel
Portland, OR
The storyteller asked to share her story anonymously.
Born to Swiss immigrants, this 85-year-old woman lived on a small farm in Bethany, Oregon. The second youngest child, she had three sisters and one brother (of which three are still living). She recalls the farm had fruit trees and helping preserve the [...]



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Friday, September 4th, 2009

Columbus Day, 1962

by Minnette Meador
Portland, OR
It was Friday, October 12, 1962. My parents worked to support the five of us, so my sister saw me off to school. She had to leave early that morning so just a thin sweater for me; who needed a coat on such a fine, sunny day?
I sat behind giant mullioned windows [...]



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Thursday, September 3rd, 2009

Moving to Oregon Saved My Life

by Tom Thomas
Portland, OR
Although my mother was born in Ashland, I had never lived in Oregon before 2002. I came here because some friends offered to help me get clean and sober. I was a mess about to become a dead mess. People in Portland were very helpful, and I was amazed [...]



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Tuesday, September 1st, 2009

An Ode to the Glenn Jackson Bridge

by Ben King
Portland, OR
How I love you, Glenn, when my soft black wheels caress your hard gray body. Leading me back to a perfect city and a perfect bliss. Watching as planes fly over your head, carrying businessmen to their destinations, preparing for meetings on days ahead. When I stretch my arms across your four [...]



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Tuesday, June 23rd, 2009

My Oregon

by Alice “Granny” Krausert, 90
as told to Lynne Palombo
The “Oral History at ElderPlace” project
Portland, OR
Alice grew up in St. Cloud Minnesota. Her family (husband, Paul and 3 children) followed her parents and siblings to Oregon to work in ship building. The family made the trip from Minnesota about 3 times before staying permanently. Alice did [...]



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Saturday, April 18th, 2009

Fell in love with Oregon

by Jason Moore
Portland, OR
I was a musician in Southern California. The band I was in of 7 years had just broken up and the lead guitarist left town, to where I did not know. Found out he and his girlfriend moved to Southern Oregon.
I took a week’s vacation and took the train to Klamath Falls [...]



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Tuesday, March 24th, 2009

Susan Lindsay’s Oregon Story

Listen to Susan Lindsay’s Oregon Story, as told to Jill Severson on Statehood Day, February 14th, 2009.



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Monday, March 23rd, 2009

Last train

by Thurston Ohman
Gresham, OR
The year was 1948. I had been born in Portland, but my father had just been hired to work in the shipyard in Bremerton, WA. Because WWII had ended and the need for workers was dropping, my parents decided to move back to Portland. My father got a summer [...]