A couple of months ago, my ex-wife Cindy Popp mailed me a Polaroid of the loft I once owned in Portland’s Pearl District and where we once lived. (She apparently found the photo in an old book of ours.) I am so glad she sent it to me because I have very little recollection of who I was in those days and I think it’s important I be reminded every now and then what Portland once meant to me.
Today, I can hardly believe
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