Family
Stories about my parents, siblings, children, and extended family
Growing Up in St. Johns in Portland, Oregon
When my parents moved their young family to Portland in 1947, they rented one of these houses on N. Stanford St. near the University of Portland. As I vaguely remember, it was maybe 700 square feet in size, had two bedrooms, a tiny living room, a small kitchen with a wood stove, and a miniscule bathroom next to the living room. [Read full article]
Long Ago
Buttered hardtack, sometimes with cheese or maybe some lunch meat. For a little variety, generously spread with peanut butter. I don’t remember when I started eating hardtack but I’m sure it was because of seeing my dad eating it or sharing some with me. [Read full article]
My Dad’s Beeper
I think it was sometime in the late 1960s dad purchased a White’s Metal Detector. I’m not certain but I think he got the idea from Max Byam. He called it his “beeper” because of the sound it made in his headphones whenever the scanner passed over a metal object of up to about 8 inches below the ground surface. [Read full article]
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