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Birth Order- The Second and the First

In January of 1967 Jim Morrison taunted us to Break On Through to the Other Side, and so I did. It wasn’t the intent of the lyrics, I know, but I’ve always thanked my own kids for choosing me as … Continue reading

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Birth Order- The First

Birth order theory attempts to assign particular personality traits to children in a family specifically due to one’s chronological placement in the social structure. Since it’s inception, the theory has been adopted and molded but still remains relevant and fairly … Continue reading

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Miss Boyce

I rushed through the door with tears in my eyes.  It was a small lab where Mom had landed a job making the finishing adjustments to dental pieces, dentures and bridges and such.  It was the middle of the day … Continue reading

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A Room of One’s Own

My son sat across the room, staring out the window. He had the deep, distance look of someone lost in a daydream, his eyes transfixed intently on the movie inside his head and seeing nothing in front of him. I … Continue reading

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A True Ghost Story

My mother got sober in 1982, after hitting her “low.” She totaled her car in Oakland, but has a difficult time filling in the blanks between living in Portland and her car being wrapped around a pole in California. She … Continue reading

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Random Thoughts About Music in a Small Town

There were interesting things happening in music around 1983. The discussion seems to always turn to Madonna and new wave emerging with strong efforts from Depeche Mode, Duran Duran and Flock of Seagulls but it is important to recall the … Continue reading

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Bob

I don’t exactly remember the time frame but I know it happened very quickly. Mom started drinking and began bringing this guy home. Within a week or so he had moved in. He was a half white, half Indian guy … Continue reading

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An Endlessly Clashing Multichotomy

I met my husband on the track team in undergraduate school. We had been dating for about 2 months when he asked if I’d like to come home with him for the weekend for a family gathering and meet his … Continue reading

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The Drunk Who Was Stabbed Outside My Window

In my mind, the Cottage Grove apartments will always be synonymous with fear, violence and chaos. These were the years that I started school- this was my foundation. Mom was gone often, working and then she started drinking. She would … Continue reading

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High School Choir

My youngest’s rendition of my high school choir

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