—Neal Lemery 1/9/2019 They say life’s a journey and time moves on And lives end and now you are gone. When someone goes, it’s never on my schedule And I can mourn,…
Category: Guest Column
My 2019 New Year’s Affirmations
By Neal Lemery (12/28/2018) “I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes. Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new things, learning, living,…
The Littoral Life: Promises, promises …
By Dan Haag We’re now officially in that tricky bit of the holiday season. That strange gray area where we have to make some hard-and-fast life decisions as we barrel ahead to…
The Gift of Sobriety
By Neal Lemery (12/24/2018) “I know my limit,” one young man kept saying, his bloodshot eyes and pale complexion seemingly at odds with his statement, as he held his energy drink, hands…
The Littoral Life: Cataloging Christmas
By Dan Haag I’ve grown into the role of celebrating Christmas as an adult. I gather with friends and family, eat too much, grumble about politics, and fall asleep late afternoon in…
Befriending
–Neal Lemery (11/29/2018) Kindness Comes in so many forms, so many ways A smile, a cup of tea, Reaching out, giving a hand Listening Accepting. Together We honor ourselves and each other…
The Extra Chair
By Neal Lemery One year at Thanksgiving, Mom told me to set an extra place setting. We’d counted up all the relatives who would be coming, and I was curious as to…
The View From Here: The Tide of High Expectations is Headed In
By Julie Chick, FACT (Families & Communities Together) Coastal Program Coordinator Now that sheltered workshops in Oregon have been phased out (a place where groups of individuals often earned pennies an hour),…
The Littoral Life: A dedication to be named later
By Dan Haag One of my favorite things about cracking open a new book is reading the dedication. It’s for a couple of reasons. First, it’s fun to conjure up an image…
Remembering Grandpa Henry
By Neal Lemery November 11, 2018 World War I, the “Great War”, the “War to End All Wars”, ended one hundred years ago today. That day, my grandfather was a prisoner of…