Still Becoming at 76

         I think it’s one of the most useless questions an adult can ask a child—What do you want to be when you grow up? As if growing up is finite. As if at some point you become something and that’s the end. ― Michelle Obama, Becoming When I was eight, growing up in Princeton, New Jersey, I spent many Saturday’s skating at …

“The Dams Are Coming Down and It’s about Damn Time”

When Copco Dam No. 1 , on the Klamath River as it crosses from Oregon to California, succumbed to dynamite last year, it unleashed a torrent of water into the abandoned stream bed below, overgrown with willows and weeds. For local whitewater enthusiasts, it offered the ride of a lifetime. (See video above!) “No turning back: The largest dam removal …

Practicing Democracy, One Signature at a Time

January 30, 2024 Canvassing is not for the faint of heart, especially if you are allergic to rejection like me.  A few weeks ago, I belatedly signed up to gather the last round of signatures for a local petition called “Jackson County for All,” a citizen’s initiative to reconstitute Jackson County’s Board of Commissioners, a personal nemesis in my four-year …

Anne Lamott: Straight Talk on Aging, Miracles, Humor and More

Anne Lamott, 2021 (photo by her son, Sam Lamott) As many of you may know, Anne Lamott was my inspiration for starting this blog — and keeping at it the past five years. Starting when 69-year-old Lamott entered her early 60s, she began writing and speaking about the gifts and challenges of aging, along with life lessons she has learned. …

Independent Cinema: Movies that Make Us Think

Clockwise: Stills from “Aftersun,” “Faces Places,” “Three Minutes: A Lengthening,” “The Quiet Girl” The Academy Awards are upon us. “And the winner is . . .”  For as long as I can remember, I have watched the Oscars, even though some years I’ve seen only one or two of the nominees. In 1966, I joined 50 of my freshmen dormitory …

The Golden Spike: Ashland’s Train History

“I love trains,” my three-and-a-half year-old grandson whispered to me, in the dark, as we drove from the Medford International airport to our Ashland home. Along with his parents — our younger son Dan and partner Einor — Damian had flown from Denver to spend Thanksgiving with us. He wasn’t telling me something I didn’t already know.  Tony and I …

Pigs on a Hill: The Final Act

Images from Uproot Meats website (still up today) that portray earlier times. The photos of pigs and poultry were fake from the start: grass has never grown on the barren hillside Krista Vegter “farms.” When I moved from Brooklyn to Ashland five years ago, I never imagined I would get caught up fighting a pig farm on a denuded slope …