In the past two days, Chandler and I have taken several trips on Portland’s extraordinarily accessible public transportation. As you can see in the picture above, her “ride” has been this little carrying case. After much time getting used to the green buggy, she’s not overly enthusiastic about being in the smaller, hand held carrier. Nonetheless, we couldn’t ride if she wasn’t in a carrier (thank you, Lucy), and we took several trips that we otherwise wouldn’t have been able to. And just for fun, here’s a shot of her waiting for the train to arrive.
Today, I had the pleasure of meeting up with a cousin whom I haven’t seen in twenty plus years. Sarah and her husband have been in Portland for years, and her grandmother was my godmother.
During our conversation, I shared about the Walk for Peace, and Sarah shared about her work at the Hoover Minthorn House in Newberg, Oregon. This is the house where Herbert Hoover lived from 1885 – 1891. Sarah explained that Hoover was very engaged in Peace activities, and was also a great humanitarian.
It was lovely to spend some time with Sarah, and to catch up on the happenings of various family members. There was a sense of Peace with Sarah that I felt when she first approached me, and it remained throughout our conversation.
After our time, Chandler and I Walked in the neighborhood, and I reflected on the time in Portland. While I would be remiss if I didn’t acknowledge some “crunchy” times, overall, I’m grateful for each moment I was there.
Late in the afternoon, my sister Emily and her husband, Anders came to Portland and picked me (and Chandler) up to head to their home in Washington. We had a traffic laden trip, but all arrived safely.
Tonight, the buggy is in the garage, and Chandler and I are settling in for our time in Olympia.