By Russ Farrell (From Yesterday is Hardly Gone) Our barn caught fire; the sparks lit up the harvest night. All forage gone; we’d saved the house all right. And that was yesterday, and I was six. To you of ten or twenty ‘twas an age or so, Years and years and years in long ago….
As our country struggles with ‘critical race theory’ (CRT) and a portion of our country wants to forget teaching our history, in our schools, maybe, just maybe, those who want to forget our history, should look into their own family’s past and remind themselves of their own hu-man-i-ty and welcome others who are different from…
By Russ Farrell (Editor’s note: In the 1950s, The International Woodworkers Union [IWA} was trying to organize logger’s on the Olympic Peninsula and improve worker’s safety in the woods where many loggers lost their lives, and the company’s would try to blame the workers for their own deaths instead of the conditions they had to…
Or What the H… Have I Gotten Myself Into? By Jim Farrell So far, the sailing trip north through the inside passage to Glacier Bay had been far and above any and all expectations either my best mate Becky or I had envisioned. The weather had been prefect. The wild life, eagles, humpback, orca, and…
By Jim Farrell Days on the Multnomah Channel during the dog days of summer can be lazy, relaxing, boring, exciting, or just plain retaliatory. That is, you can take a perfect day, a clear sky and all the intentions of good fellowship on a summer afternoon on the river, then at the drop of a…