Personal news, commentary and ramblings
A local university professor created a chalk tribute to the fallen soldiers of the Iraq war on the sidewalks of Portland’s Waterfront. I saw it for the first time in its completed form this morning on my ride to work. The names go on and on. Some have faded and been washed away by the rain, but it all works metaphorically, I think
An Oregonian article has more.
When I was a kid, May Day meant that we made treat baskets for the other kids in the neighborhood and left them on their doorsteps. In Portland, May Day is celebrated as an international labor event. I happen to work on Broadway in Downtown Portland where the annual May Day March passes by. I snapped a few pictures as they passed by this year.
