A Child’s Christmas in Oregon

In our little country house in the sopping-wet Willamette valley winter, heat radiated from the woodstove as my mother rubbed a cast-iron pan back and forth upon it, one hand holding a lid down tight to make popcorn the old-fashioned way.  I’d lay on the floor and play with the cat, listening to my mom’sContinue reading “A Child’s Christmas in Oregon”