Category: Newspaper Columns

Newspaper columns that I have written for the Fern Ridge Review in Veneta, Oregon and the Creswell Chronicle in Creswell, Oregon. I began writing them for the Fern Ridge Review on August 4, 2010; on December 6, 2012, the Creswell Chronicle began printing them, as well. I am still the Lorane columnist for both papers.

Adventures Through Aging – Pat’s Newspaper Column for The Chronicle – September 1, 2023

The Chronicle
Adventures Through Aging
September 1, 2023
By Pat Edwards

Since I wrote my last column, I have been contacted by some who have been following Jim’s and my adventures through aging in The Chronicle. Their words of encouragement and regret that I will no longer be writing a weekly column, touched me deeply. I told each of them that I will continue to try to share pieces of our journey as often as I can, but that I’m no longer able to do it on a regular basis. Fortunately, last week provided me a chance to write this, another entry for my “journal.”

Jim received a phone call about two weeks ago from a classmate from his Springfield High School 1958 graduating class. She told him she was calling because he had not responded to his invitation to their get-together/reunion to be held the following week, and they hoped he would be able to attend. Neither of us remembered receiving an invitation… in fact, I had signed up to spend the day at the Oregon Author’s table at the Oregon State Fair in Salem that day and Jim was planning to stay home. The 65th class reunion was to be held at noon at the beautiful home of Larry and Judy Smith and Jim wanted badly to attend.

Our daughters offered to take him to the reunion so that I could participate in my plans, but after an overnight reflection, I knew that my place was with him. I contacted the organizer of the author event and asked to be released from my place at the table. I got a stern lecture about keeping my commitments in the future, but I knew that I had made the right choice. Jim was thrilled that I would be able to take him, and I knew that I would enjoy myself, too, even though I had not attended Springfield High. I had been a sophomore at Lebanon High School the year he graduated—5 years before we were to meet—and I didn’t know many of his classmates well.

Jim’s graduating class numbered 309, but time has taken its toll and there were perhaps 50 or so (counting spouses) in attendance at the reunion. I enjoyed sitting back and listening to the laughter and stories being told around the shaded hillside lawn of the Smith’s country home.

Springfield High School’s 1958 65th Reunion

As a majestic eagle peacefully soared above, and the neighbor’s herd of beautiful mules and horses lazed in the shade of their pasture across the fence, I was able to watch as the aches and pains of the present faded away into the pleasant memories of youth. I listened to the often-told stories of the antics of Jim and some of his fellow athlete-friends (Rick Herman, Glen Bogart and Wally Knecht) that took place before and after graduation—the basketball and football games they frequently won through their high school careers, their district championships, the 1958 Oregon state tournament games for both sports, the 3 years that Rick and Jim spent together in the U.S. Army in Germany after enlisting under the “Buddy Plan” right after graduation, and where their lives have taken each of them through the years since.

Rick Herman

I also had a chance to visit with some of the other wives and Jim’s female classmates to reacquaint with them after the many years since I had seen them last. I was even surprised to be approached by several at the reunion who had been following our adventures in the pages of The Chronicle.

Even if I’m not invited back to Oregon Author events next year, I will never regret making the choice I did. Jim and I have both invested a lot into our 59-year marriage, and putting priorities on our family and each other has paid big dividends. It hasn’t always been easy, but we’ve lived comfortable, practical lives, supporting each other through the ups and downs of life, and now, especially, is where we can demonstrate the vows we took so long ago:

“I take you for my lawful husband/wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part. I will love and honor you all the days of my life.”

and… HAPPY 84TH BIRTHDAY TO JIM!…

SEPTEMBER 1, 2023

Sweet Lorane Community News, August 3, 2023

The Chronicle
Sweet Lorane Community News
August 3, 2023
By Pat Edwards

It has been well over a month since I wrote and sent in my last column to The Chronicle. Shortly after, Jim and I spent 12 days touring and cruising New England and Eastern Canada, on a wonderful vacation, visiting areas we have only read about. I promised then to tell you a bit about that trip upon our return, but it’s taken some time to get settled back into our regular patterns. But, for those asking about our trip, here are some of our highlights…

We flew from Eugene to Boston to join a tour group of 40 other people from all parts of the country. We left Boston on a comfortable coach in a bit of overcast weather caused by clouds and some smoke from the wildfires burning in Canada. It wasn’t bad, though, and we eagerly looked forward to our newest adventure. In New Hampshire, on our way to Canada, we boarded the Cannon Mountain Tramway and rode it to the 4,080-foot White Mountain summit in the Franconia Notch State Park. The next day, we tasted newly processed maple syrup over a bowl of sno-cone ice on a farm in Vermont.

Returning to our bus after a walking tour of old Boston

Some of our tour group tasting maple syrup over ice

 

 

Our stop that night was a very special one at the vast Basin Harbor Club and Resort in Vergennes, Vermont, which overlooked Lake Champlain. There was no TV or fancy accommodations, but we were surrounded by beautiful scenery in a vintage resort that included a full-size golf course, an airstrip, walking trails, tennis courts, croquet and corn hole on the lawns and separate cabins for each of us. We were even taken to our cabins and dinner via golf cart.

Our cabin at Basin Harbor Resort

A small part of Basin Harbor on Lake Champlain

 

 

 

 

 

The next morning, we spent several hours experiencing the wonderful Shelburne Heritage Park, also in Vermont, where we could catch a shuttle to various areas of the park to see unique museums, living history displays and shops—all very interesting. While Jim enjoyed the shade under huge oak trees on the grounds where he could people-watch, I rode the carousel, visited the circus museum that featured over 50 antique Gustav Dentzel carousel animals, and saw some original Monet, Rembrandt and Degas art in a restored mansion.

The old round barn on site at Shelburne

Trying a selfie at Shelburne Heritage Park

The beautiful hand-carved Dentzel carousel horses at Shelburne

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Once we reached Montreal, Canada, we boarded a Holland America cruise ship and spent the next 7 days cruising up the St. Lawrence River into the Northern Atlantic Ocean. Because of Jim’s mobility issues, however, we spent most of our time on the ship. We decided that Quebec City, our first stop, would be a bit too strenuous for us to explore, but I did select a couple of very interesting and enjoyable shore excursions further on.

Jim at breakfast on-board ship

 

 

 

 

 

The one on Prince Edward Island province took us on a bus tour around the island. The featured highlight was a visit to the family home and farm where Lucy Maud Montgomery, the author of Anne of Green Gables books spent much of her childhood and her stories and books of Anne were based on her memories of that farm. The farm home did, indeed, have green gables and a lot of the original furnishings that Lucy described in her books.

The House of Green Gables

Jim in front of the House of Green Gables

 

 

 

 

 

The next day, we took a 7-hour trip to Cape Breton, on the east end of Nova Scotia, where we toured the historic Fortress of Louisbourg, built and occupied by the French in the 1700s and later by the British. It is currently in the process of being restored as a National Historic Site by the Canadian government. We experienced the living history of soldiers in blue French uniforms and red British uniforms guarding the ramparts with their long rifles and muskets.

Some British soldiers at the Fortress of Louisbourg

Inside the Fortress of Louisbourg

 

 

We also toured the beautiful area around Sydney, Nova Scotia, where many lobsters are harvested each year. When we were there, lobster season was winding down to the end. Lobster pots dotted the ocean and bays surrounding our ship as the captain carefully wended our way through the many symbols of their precious industry.

One last stop included a visit to the museum on the Alexander Graham Bell National Historic Site where we were able to view the many inventions, including the telephone, that he worked on while living on Cape Breton, Nova Scotia. According to an on-line source:

His curiosity and determination would lead to Canada’s first powered flight, the world’s fastest watercraft, advanced recording technology, giant tetrahedral kites and, of course, the telephone.

First airplane flight in Canada

Telephones

 

 

 

 

 

A vacuum jacket to help with breathing developed after his premature son, Edward, died shortly after birth.

the switchboard

When we disembarked from the ship the last time in Boston, we were shuttled to Logan Airport where we flew back to Eugene and a wonderful homecoming of family who had gathered at our place where they had completed some much-needed projects for us.

Now that we are home, I am trying to settle us into a way of life that will allow Jim and me to focus on each other—trying to get the most out of where this next step of our journey through disability and advancing age is taking us. Seeing and doing new things such as the vacation we just returned from have always been precious to us. But, despite the wonderful things we were able to see and experience on this last trip, parts of it were also difficult. We are learning that as long as we are in groups with structured itineraries and other people to socialize with, we do really well. But, left to our own devices, as we were on the ship… not so much.

Home is our comfort-zone more than ever. Familiar routines and quiet times with our menagerie of four cats and two dogs and day trips and visits with family are very important to us. Health concerns and limited energy reserves have slowed us down considerably.

For me, unfortunately, multi-tasking and concentration are becoming more and more challenging. It is becoming especially difficult to focus on my writing… something that I’ve always loved to do. For this reason, before we left on vacation, I submitted my resignation as a weekly columnist to The Chronicle.

I began my weekly assignments as the Lorane columnist with the Fern Ridge Review in Veneta in 2010 and in December 2012, I was asked to submit my “Sweet Lorane” column to the (then) Creswell Chronicle, as well. I’ve been trying to submit a column each week since then, although I have missed some over the years. Sadly, when the publisher of what had become the “Fern Ridge-Tribune News,” Pamela Kerns Petersdorf, passed last year, that publication was closed down.

But Noel Nash, the owner and publisher of The Chronicle, and Executive Editor, Erin Tierney-Heggenstaller, have continued to publish my columns when possible. Their support and encouragement have meant so much to me and I thank them for the many years they’ve allowed me to share my stories and news of Lorane with our readers. I’m hoping that I can still occasionally send something in for publication, but trying to come up with something each week has not been easy for quite some time.

In the meantime, I am still going to attend Oregon Author events, local book fairs and other events where I can not only sell some of my local and Oregon history books, but meet and visit with the many loyal readers who have told me that they have followed my columns for years. You can’t imagine how much those comments have meant to me.

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I have a few of those events coming up through the end of this year and I’d like to invite those of you who attend any of them to stop by my booth or table and say “Hi!

  • On August 10, my colleague, Joe Blakely, and I have been invited by the Eugene Emeralds Semi-Pro baseball team to set up a book booth at PK Park next to Autzen Stadium during their game beginning at 6:35 p.m. The day will be spent honoring the “birthday” of Sasquatch. They have asked us to bring and sell our book, Sasquatch! that Joe and I edited and published for the family of its researcher and author, Ken Coon, who passed away before he was able to publish it himself. We will both also have our other books available for purchase, too.
  • On August 26, I’ll have a place at the Oregon State Fair Author’s Table between 10:00 a.m. and 6:00 p.m.
  • On October 7, I will be one of 24 local authors at the “Festival of Authors” being held at Whirled Pies, 8th and Charnelton Sts., Eugene, from 3:00 to 7:00 p.m.

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Again, I want to give my sincere thanks to Noel, Erin, and the staff of The Chronicle for allowing me to be part of their family for over 10 years, and to the readers and supporters of local writers and the printed word in our Lane County communities.

Until next time, God Bless and be happy!… Pat

Sweet Lorane Community News, June 15, 2023

The Chronicle
Sweet Lorane Community News
June 15, 2023
By Pat Edwards

The beginning of summer is settling in gently this year following a short spell of unseasonally hot days. I’m enjoying going out in the early mornings and some evenings to water our flowers surrounding the house and around the rest of our property. We are kept busy enough with trips to town for classes and errands, but I’ve added chores such as cleaning out the refrigerators and freezers, shampooing carpets, clearing clutter that always seems to get ahead of me, and freshening bed linens in the guest bedroom. In addition, our suitcases are out and ready to be packed. Passports have been retrieved and clothes that will get us through 12 days of wandering and cruising through Eastern Canada aboard a bus for 5 days and a cruise ship for 7, are waiting to be carefully folded when the time gets closer. Extra medication boxes have been filled and cosmetic bags and travel kits are being added to each day.

Our house-sitter has stopped by to reacquaint herself with our fur babies and patiently listened as I told her the meal and treat schedule that each is on, the flowers that needed watering each day, and where all the food and treats for herself and our babies are located.

We are a bit nervous about what we’ll find when we arrive in Canada. Recently, we became aware that wildfires were burning in the areas we will be traveling through… Quebec, New Brunswick and Nova Scotia… many are still uncontained. The Canadian Interagency Forest Fire Centre (CIFFC) has reported that “As of June 9, there were 127 wildfires burning in Quebec; a decrease over recent days. There have been 444 wildfires to date this year, compared to a 10-year average of just 207. More than 1.6 million acres have burned, compared to the 10-year average of 3,326 acres by this date. Over a million acres are currently on fire or recently burned.” The cause of most was determined to be lightning strikes.

New Brunswick reports that only two small fires are burning right now and both are being held.

Currently, in Nova Scotia, where our Holland America cruise ship will dock in Halifax, of the five active fires burning, four are being held and one is under control.

It makes me wonder what the conditions will be when we get there. Will the air quality be terrible? Or is all of the smoke going south into the U.S. border states? Even if there is no smoke, will we be met by blackened hills and countryside along the St. Lawrence River?

Our travel agent is staying in touch with the tour group and cruise line that booked our trip, but no decisions will be made about whether the trip will be affected by the fires until closer to the time we have to leave.

If it’s a go, I hope to report back on this much-anticipated trip after we return.

Fingers crossed!