The first time I traveled out of the U.S. was in 1953. My family drove back to West Virginia to visit my grandma. We didn’t take a direct route though. Instead we drove across southern Ontario, from Sault Ste. Marie …
Back in 2016, a fellow Kaiser-Frazer owner told me where I could pick up a parts car for my 1948 Frazer. The car in question lived under a carport on the western side of Puget Sound. I got in touch …
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In 1960, when Poppa turned down Bishop Phillips’ offer to move to Ogden, Utah, he transferred his membership to the California-Nevada Conference of the Methodist Church. With his new appointment, in June, 1960, we moved to Colusa, California. Poppa’s new …
Colusa California 1960-62 Read more »
Today’s post is the third (of three) concerning my 1985 trip to Finland. If you missed the first two posts, you can still find them. The first concerns the weaving of the Montana Horses Tapestry which lives in the lobby …
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As some of my readers know, I’m working on a coffee table book titled Evergreen: A Photographic Portrait of Washington’s Thirty-Nine Counties. I’ve put the project on hold due to present circumstances, but I can still dream, right? The coffee …
Driving Around Pacific County, Washington Read more »
In 1962, at age twelve, I bought my first LP, Finlandia and other music by Jean Sibelius. Listening to The Swan of Tuonela inspired me to read the Kalevala. The Kalevala is the Finnish National Epic. I read it in …
Walking Around Helsinki Read more »
The largest rya in the world is Rudy Autio’s Montana Horses tapestry. I would like to tell how this remarkable work of art came about, as I was there. When I started working in the Dean’s Office at the University …
The Montana Horses Tapestry Read more »
In June, 1954, Poppa became the pastor at Mountain View Methodist Church in Butte, Montana. This was the summer before I turned five in October. The circumstances surrounding our move to Butte were sketchy at best, and in many ways …
Butte, Montana — 315 N. Montana St. Read more »
This post has been written in two parts over a couple of days. I got called away from home while I was writing, then got sick. If you’ve already read the original post, scroll down to the Part Two heading …
In June, 1949, Bishop Glenn Randall Phillips appointed my father pastor of the Methodist Church in Laurel, Montana. In October of that year, I was born. This is a bit about my early life.