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The Things That Stayed on NE Shaver Street

I found my grandparents’ old house on NE Shaver Street again. The house had changed, but some things remained—little pieces of a home, and a love story, that time hadn’t managed to erase.
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The Way It Used to Be

There are places I can still walk through in my mind even though they haven’t looked the same in years. My grandparents’ house outside Florence is one of them.
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The Place That Followed Me Home

Some of my earliest memories belong to Elk River and the Southern Oregon coast. I’ve only returned to Elk River once since leaving, but somehow the river, the forests, and the places where my story began have never really left me.