As Bob has so graciously invited me to post here…
Logger, Hippie, Biker. VFW. Fourth Generation Oregon.
Single Parent, Proud Grand-Parent, Master of Science, Gnostic.
The High Desert is my Home, I’ll never be “Homeless”.
As product of mid-fifties promiscuous pregnancy and sixties serial southern California divorce, I am of aÂ UniqueÂ Generation. My parents didn’t do me any favors, there’s no silver spoon stickin’ out of my hind-quarters.
I grew up on The High Cascade huntin’ and fishin’, fightin and frackin’, and pretty much mindin’ my own business. Had a gun when I was eight, a pony at ten; was ridin’ line on a cattle ranch at fifteen, just me and a couple of horses, a couple of dogs, a bunch of cows and a whole lot of high desert sky. My dad, uncles, grand-dads were all VFW, as am I; worked in the woods, in the sawmill or out on the ranch, as have I. Grew up with pretty strong American –Â Western AmericanÂ – values, I think; grew up in a country, a culture, fearing
Nothing But Fear Itself.
The only thing that’s changed down through the years is the color of my hair.
And yes, I doÂ support a radical redistribution of the wealth.
You’re either with us, or against us. Whose side are you on?