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On Saturday, Mark and I went in search of Grandma and Grandpa Hilson.  Mark recalls that he was at each of their interments, but I knew I was not.  The internet can turn up all kinds of information, including your current address, dead or alive!  Once we found Forest View Cemetery in Forest Grove, Mark knew which mausoleum they were in.

That’s them in the top row, with the flag.  The view from there is magnificent, from the edge of the urban growth boundary.

It’s beautiful little cemetery.  Graves from the mid 1800s, right up to 2018.

Except for the dates on the stones, these places are pretty timeless.  And the fact that milk cartons full of flowers aren’t necessarily cartons from cow’s milk!


Five years ago we drove by NE Flanders and found the house where the Campbells lived when Bob was born.  Jane and I were in the neighborhood last night for oysters, and afterwards walked around the corner and realized where we were.  Alas, the house is no more!

Incedently, the freshest seafood in town is at Flying Fish, in the Providore Market on NE Sandy at 24th.  Buy fish to take home, or stay for the raw oysters.

img775This was taken in Baltimore, so Molly would have been between 1 and 2 years old in this picture.

img774-june-74This was probably used by the Grants Pass newspaper as he was leaving, or the Springfield paper for his arrival there.

img637I guess the groomsmen were busy emptying the sanctuary?

Moreland Presbyterian is a block from my bus stop, so I get to see it every morning on my way to work.  You can see the front porch by clicking here.

img638Reba, Mom and Thelma

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Father of the groom Tom Hilson, Dad, Father of the bride Don Campbell, Best Man Wid Bleythingimg561Earl Fedje, Dad and Wid flashing some secret Pacific University gang signs?

img558 img559Left to right: Uncle Bob, Dorothy Taylor, Wid Bleything, Mom and Dad, Helen Bleything, Chet Cunningham, and Nancy Miller.