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The Long Goodbye

Friday, November 18th, 2011

Well, I’ll just come out and say it. We’re moving to McMinnville. My husband has a new job opportunity there and he has given me full permission to blame him for the move. And since I am not the kind of poser who can write a column about seeking out the glorious things about Salem while living 28 miles away, December’s column will be my last for the Statesman-Journal. I will be shuttering this blog and moving on to something, and somewhere, else.

I would like to thank the many wonderful people here in Salem who have embraced me and my family and who have supported us as we tried to clear out a little pocket of earth for ourselves so many miles from our families.

For my readers: Thank you for the emails, the letters, the Twitter shout-outs, the Facebook posts, the personal messages, and especially, for the mini-essays about your own adventures in Salem. It has meant the world to me to know that you have connected with what I have been writing about here.

On a side note, has anyone noticed that the blog has become the last place you post any big news? I have started managing my social networks in ways that make sense to me, but with an announcement of this kind of magnitude there seems to be no rules of thumb. So I went for Facebook first, since that’s where my closest friends congregate, then, ribbed by @perronbrothers, I did the one-liner on Twitter.

Instead of the letterpress card with the “We’ve Moved!” announcement I’m stuck with the Facebook status update with the resoundingly melancholy him and haw: Um… sorry guys… we’re moving and yes, we’re buying our first home, and yes, I’m excited, but I’m still so sad!

There’s no card for happy sad tidings, I’m afraid.

Special deliverer

Saturday, November 5th, 2011

Neither snow nor rain nor gloom of night could stay me from writing about my awesome postman, Paul Lunde.

If you’ve been in Salem in a while, you probably have met Paul in any number of settings. At a Matthew Price band concert, walking the streets of NoMaSoFa (North of Market South of Fairgrounds). He more than kind of stands out, in a good way.

This column reeks of “My Postman is better than your postman” one-uppmanship. I’m a contender by nature, what can I say. But I think it might be my favorite column yet, since it is evocative of place while championing a local hero.

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about place, specifically, about this place. Not so much what it has to offer, but about the people I’ve met here who I interact with every day. I used to think getting used to a place was about seeing the same house of horrors front yard pop up every season. But increasingly, I’m thinking it is more about seeing the same downtrodden, sunburned guy on the side of the road at 17th and market.Okay, that sounds like a pretty bad morning. It’s also about running into the same folks over and over again as you go about your life.  When I came here, I obsessed quite a bit about what Salem does have or doesn’t have. Who cares? Salem has some really great people.

The more you interact with people in your community, the more you care about lifting them up in return. I think one of my goals for this next year is going to be to make economic decisions that lift up my neighbors, as much as I can. I’m starting with some hand-delivered mail.

Bicycle taxi ride through Salem: The Outtakes

Friday, August 5th, 2011

If you are going to be good, you might as well go for awesome. Like Michele Darr, owner of Dharma Wheels, the free pedi-cab. Check out the column for the story, but here are the outtakes in the meantime. Salem by rickshaw, people! You gotta do it!

Reader mail: North vs. South Salem

Friday, June 10th, 2011

Emily -

My wife and I are relocating to Salem this fall and we’ve been trying to figure out where to live.  We plan to rent when we arrive but will look to buy…if all the stars align.  What’s your recommendation on areas for us to look.  We keep hearing about south Salem but it sounds like the NE is our type of neighborhood.  Every place we’ve lived we chosen to be walking distance to restaurants, coffee houses, etc and enjoyed our eclectic neighbors.

Love the blog, can’t wait to try…everything!

Cheers,

Carlos


Dear Carlos,

Congratulations on your move to Salem!

Now, before I launch into a very opinionated rant about the North Salem/South Salem divide, I would like to offer what is possible the first-ever disclaimer on this blog. If you have been following my adventures here then you know I am living in Northeast Salem and have a particular affinity for this part of the city. However, having moved three times now, in as many years, I know that looking for a place to live, anywhere is fraught with many emotional and social nightmares. Many people believe that where you live is who you are, so I am quite reticent to offer too much real estate advice other than my personal experience. If you’re looking for a realtor, may I recommend Melina Tomson? So with that caveat out of the way…

We moved to the Northeast for a couple of reasons aligned with our values systems. For one, we wanted to be near my husband’s work (2 miles) and refused to be the kind of people who fritter their lives away on the morning commute. We also wanted good access to I-5. West Salem is out, and some very nice parts of South Salem come with cumbersome access. Beyond that, I insist on living as close to downtown as possible because I believe in being part of a centralized community as well as a church/school /work/writerly community. The Northeast has some great neighborhoods with very reasonably priced, smaller historic homes — I’m talking everything from century-old farmhouses to 1920s cottages to Craftsmans to mid-century modern homes. This aesthetic variety is much of what attracted me to the Northeast. If you, like me, were happy living in gentrified parts of other cities, you may like living on the fringe here as well.

Now, the bad news. If you are a professional person who could afford to live in South Salem, you may encounter some very alarming judgments about your decision to live in the North. The idea is, of course, if you have the money, why wouldn’t you live where it is nice? Nice is the operative word, and South Salem is, yes, very nice. If I lived in South Salem, I would live in the neighborhoods closest to downtown, such as Bush Park, Fairmount and, perhaps even Candalaria (for the schools and the views). I wouldn’t feel comfortable going too much farther into the suburbs, but that’s just me. By the way, parts of South Salem are just achingly gorgeous.

And yes, there are more insidious forces at work in Northeast Salem. Just drive around and, from a real estate perspective, you will discover there are some streets that look, on the outside, to be great (and are), as well as streets you might not feel comfortable walking down at night. These neighborhoods intersect in ways I didn’t expect when I moved here. I lived in a great micro-neighborhood for two years and moved to a larger place after expanding the family, but even my beloved micro-hood had a drug outpatient treatment facility just outside its borders. Before my landlord called the cops (I believe), you could sometimes hear the sounds of what was unmistakably a puppy mill. That neighborhood was on the edge of some multi-unit housing. We never had a problem with anybody, though.

We moved to the irresistibly cute Englewood neighborhood in December and had an $800 camera, as well as a guitar given to me by my father (only gift I ever got from him) stolen right out of our house. Now, Englewood is, ostensibly, a “nicer neighborhood,” whatever that means, but what I didn’t know was there is, yes, another outpatient drug treatment facility a couple of streets over. In turn, there are sometimes people walking through the back alleys behind our house as they head for a Big Gulp at the 7-11. I’m guessing they are going to eschew the figs when they start ripening.

Now, some more bad news. We are still renters here after 2.5 years and are not sure we’re going to buy anytime soon. If you don’t have any emotional attachments to home ownership, that might be a good way to go. To buttress your resolve in a community where many people expect home ownership, I will tell you one the condensed version of one very complicated house purchase. Last fall, we got involved in a short sale of an awesome property over in the Court-Chemeketa Historic District, which is absolutely where I would buy a home if I were to pick and choose. It was a short sale, and I was very attached to the idea of living there.We were getting it for a steal (roughly $40,000 off the 2006 price). After three months, I basically wigged out because my Spidey senses were going crazy and something didn’t seem right. Within a week, we were in another larger rental in the northeast and had pulled out of the house sale.

Was I right? Did the alarms going off in every nerve in my body prove prophetic?

Yes, indeed, they did. The price of that house has dropped roughly $25,000 since we cancelled our bid. That’s a pretty hairy investment, no?

I really feel for people in this community who are under water on their mortgages. I hope home values rise again and my neighbors and friends struggling with this issue can breathe deep at night knowing their dream of a little piece of earth and a place to call home, of their own, has not been quashed, as TIME and other publications have said. The breakdown, or, we can hope, restructuring, of all of the great signifiers of life — real estate and education included — is easily one of the most pressing issue of my generation. And man, does it hit close to home!

But, if you feel comfortable as a renter, you might do well to choose that option here in Salem. Just look around in the northeast and you’ll find countless options. The market right now for rentals is insane! Then again, I’m an optimist, and things have to improve, right? The same advice holds true for home-buying now as it did before the crash — plan on living in your home for a decent amount of time (7 years) if you want to recoup your investment. That doesn’t take into account the emotional rewards of home-owning, but in uncertain times, you have to make the right financial decision for your family (can you see I’m projecting a bit here?).

I belong in the northeast because most of my good friends live here. When I considered renting in south Salem, it was my friends who convinced me to stay in the north. Actually, I didn’t talk to any of them about it, just thinking about their part in my life kept me here. That’s something hard to judge when you’re new in town, so your plan to rent for a while sounds like a good one.

Now, to the most contentious issue of all: South Salem Flight. This is a disease some new Salemites catch when they come to Salem. It takes about three years, or one baby, to manifest and involves a quick turn against the diversity and charm of the Northeast in favor of the good schools and manicured lawns of the south. I have seen many an awesome northeasterner succumb to the disease. Just a warning.

I’ll close this with a final footnote on the problem of life choices. This blog post is meant exclusively as one recent newcomer’s opinion, and I hope people with similar and different experiences will chime in here, since you’re not alone in wondering where you might belong. No one deserves to have their life choices steered, or condemned, on one person’s little blog. I have put this out there in the name of your information-gathering and hope you find what you need in your search!

Best regards,

Emily

P.S. If you want to, let us know where you end up!

Getting my goat

Friday, June 3rd, 2011

I realize there is a certain naivete  in thinking you might want to own some goats, or, for that matter, any kind of livestock.

Certainly, in writing a story in which I announce my dream of owning a goat, I am setting myself up for major criticism by more realistic people who know implicitly that things like goat farming are not for them.

But this has to be one of the things I love most about Oregon. People out here just do their thing, without worrying too much about how it might appear.

Take the Thompsons, of Classical Goats, the family that decided to host me for a goat stay a few weeks ago.  They are massively interested in all kinds of off-the-radar things.

Case in point: I had been at the Thompson’s for about ten minutes before Bill Thompson taught me how to play the ukelele.

It was “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star” — thanks for asking!

Salem might not follow the footsteps of Seattle and Portland and, soon, Eugene, in adopting an urban goat policy (and I have to say, that’s probably a good thing), but I love that I live so close to someone making their own chevre, ricotta, cheddar and mozzarella from goat’s milk.

Now I just have to figure out what I can produce in my own cottage industry to be in a good position for a trade.

Do pixelated words count?

FiveOhThree Magazine launches in Salem

Tuesday, May 3rd, 2011

My friend Nick Lopez, photographer, dad and all kinds of awesome, just launched a new site devoted to Salem culture.

It is called FiveOhThree Magazine (after our area code) and is a meeting place for conversations about food, drink, music, and community profiles.

An almost lifelong Salemite, Nick has lots of connections within the Salem community that put him in a good place to tell the kind of stories that need telling. He was one of the first people whom I met in this city — he tracked me down at the debut of Frank Black’s Grand Duchy project at the now defunct local music spot The Space — and I have been watching him develop his portfolio of magazine editorial images for years now.

Nick says  profiles of people doing great things in the community are going to be the heart and soul of FiveOhThree. For a prolific profiler like me, that’s music to my ears, but I didn’t expect to be on the other end of one of the first Q & As, and with so illustrious an interviewer.  For this inaugural issue,  poetry professor Michael Chasar interviewed me about this blog, my ideas about the next generation of journalists, and the battle over Englewood’s favorite mailman, Paul Lunde, drummer for the Matthew Price band. Nick came over yesterday to take the shots.

From the look of it, you can already tell that it has Nick’s hands all over this site. How do I know this? Because I look freakin’ amazing in all of the pictures he took of me for the magazine’s first issue. Also, the fonts have the kind of clean look Nick prefers.

He had me at elephant Twitter font.

Technically, since I was on the other end of one of the nterview for this project, it is now my turn to interview someone else. Where, oh where should I go?

Life is a Mall full of cherries

Friday, April 1st, 2011

Remember that post I did a while back about how I’m Only Happy When It Rains? Turns out that was a bunch of bunk. I’ve had three winters here now and they have gone like this:

2009: Moved to a new city, made some new friends, started a blog, read inside and drank coffee while it drizzled politely

2010: Had a baby. Fed baby. Changed baby. Repeat. Did it rain? I don’t even remember.

2011: Stuck inside with toddler. Rain. More rain. Sunshi— Oh wait, no, more rain. Killer cold that lasts two months.24-hour vomiting flu. Lost my sense of smell. Got my Vitamin D levels checked. Started taking 20,000 units a day of Vitamin D.

If you’ve stepped outside you know that we are almost through the long dark rainy winter.

So this month, in my Statesman-Journal column, I give you an appreciation. The turning of the seasons. A new leaf. A love letter to cherry trees. Out with the old, in with the new.

By the way, some of you have asked how you are to know that the column is running, so I’ll give you an easy answer. First Friday of every month! You might also remember this as the same day of the month that the Matthew Price Band plays their gig at Seven Brides in Silverton.

The rise of the #Salemia meme

Sunday, February 6th, 2011

Thanks a lot, Mike Perron. You’ve created a playful and collaborative Twitter adventure that has had me spend more time on Twitter over the past two days than I have in the past two months.

What’s the deal with all of the #Salemia hashtags being typed out by Salem’s most active Tweeps?

The short story is that my filmmaker friend Mike Perron decided it might be fun to envision what a Salem-centric version of the Fred Armisen pet project “Portlandia” might look like. “Portlandia” is an online web series, conceived, written and starring Armisen, that skewers some of the more the ridiculous hipster pursuits and lifestyle choices of a city where everyone seems to be a bike messenger/barista/struggling artist/tattoo landscape.

Not surprisingly, critical review of “Portlandia” has been mixed, with people in Portland embracing both the concept and the product (ironically, of course), and with critics in the trade press suggesting that the show features “an array of tiresome characters.”

Also, I’m not sure why you need to film in Portland to make fun of Brooklyn, NY.

But a show about Salem — well, that would provide some fodder for amusement. That must have been what Mike Perron was thinking because he set about to create some scenes for a potential mockumentary about Salem, and others followed in his wake.

So he sent out a Tweet with the first scene:

Mike Perron perronbrothers Salemia. Opening scene: five hipsters fighting over a half smoked cigarette outside Chelsea’s place… #Salemia

Here’s just a few of the ideas that are taking root:

MelinaTomson Homeowner converts meth lab to grow lab and gets community improvement award. #Salemia (my personal favorite)

GinoCorridori A grassroots campaign in the state penitentiary elects prisoner to the city council. #salemia

aaronjamesyoung@GinoCorridori … and nobody notices a difference #salemia

MnLs In an effort to combat sex-trafficking reputation, City changes nickname from Cherry City to Cougar Town. Curves memberships soar. #salemia

perronbrothers All Salem sign and print shops close after the “Chelsea’s Place”-style cardboard storefront signs become the rage. #Salemia #CherryPity

kidcapitale Trader Joe’s finally opens to overwhelming crowds but soon closes because “the wine was too expensive”.#Salemia

scriptdave Statesman Journal increases readership by 2% following addition of page 3 dedicated to hipster emos. #salemia

perronbrothers Regulars angry that they must wait for a 4:30 pm table after Olive Garden wins “best Italian restaurant” again. #Salemia #CherryPity

Now, to be sure, some of the ideas coming forth seem more like potential headlines from The Onion than ideas for a show about Salem. But I have to say this is one of the more interesting collaborative writing projects I have come across recently. Generally if you put ten strangers in a room and ask them to write a novel you end up with a bunch of junk.

This is junk worth touching.

Too bad that mass media producers tend to be obsessed with what is already popular and  old (making fun of hipsters), because our local Tweeps might be onto something.

Don’t forget, it’s Super Blog Sunday in Salem! Click below for more details.

The Oregon pioneer steps out

Monday, October 4th, 2010

Of all of the under-utilized Salem images, the Oregon pioneer — who stands proudly atop the state capitol building with his axe in hand and his heroic, purposeful gaze challenging us to be better every day — has to beat them all.

He is the perfect image for Salem, not just because of who he is (the one standing for the many!), how he got here (he’s well traveled!), or what he’s been doing ever since (symbolizing is hard work!), but because of the limitless possibilities to take the image of one man and mold it to our own uses.

Think of him as a sexier Mr. Potato head, a kind of doing-man’s dress-up doll, whom we can clothe and accessorize to suit our own purposes.

I remember this thought crossing my mind when I was bemoaning the lack of great Salem-related T-shirts many months ago. But like anything you think about too much, the image lodged in my mind, and it wasn’t long before I started seeing him  in new incarnations.

He was sending out his voice in the KMUZ logo:

He was getting kissed by Statesman Journal columnist K. Williams Brown, offering an update on the old standard: “I’ve kissed a lot of pioneers before I found my prince.”

He was even up in Portland in the pages of Willamette Week, previewing the Cherry City Music festival!

Or how about this “Where’s Opi” from the Friends of Salem Saturday Market? (Thanks, Missy).

Or how about this BRILLIANT pairing of pioneer and brewing spirit from the Capitol Brewers? (Thanks to I_am_orange via Twitter. Also, notice the Oregon Pioneer functioning as a kind of German Masskrugl topper).

It doesn’t seem to matter that the pioneer has a face that recalls Christopher Walken. Or that he seems to be wearing skinny jeans. Or that his jawline features creative manscaping.

I am completely in love with the image of a man standing atop a state building, people above power, humans before structures.

Yes, you could even say I’d like to see more of him. On T-shirts. On websites. In fliers.

Do you know of any other instances of the Oregon pioneer working hard for Salem?

Best of the Salem blogs September 2010

Thursday, September 30th, 2010

It’s that time again — time to honor the best and most exciting blog posts of the past month emerging from the Salem blogging scene.

Don’t hate me for being the curator. Just do it faster, better, harder!

1. EatSalem. I always tell my journalism students: “You can’t judge the success of a blog by its comments.”

Psshaw!

If your post gets 50+ comments, some level of success must be acknowledged. EatSalem posted this month about some changes to the Salem dining scene and got, in return, a fascinating, interactive conversation about the plight of the restaurateur and some insight into the fickle relationship between the Salem foodies and the businesses that serve them. And it was just a list!

2. Poetry and Popular Culture. Professor Mike posted what is perhaps the most interesting preview of the first-ever Salem Beer and Cider Festival. Far from just a be there, do this, see that kind of preview, his post was a homage to the natural connection between beer and poetry. And he makes the case for why Salem is actually reclaiming its beer culture mojo (with special thanks to Capital Taps for scaring up some of the history).

3. Creative Concepts and Contracting. If you are knew to the intricacies of selling real estate — or if you don’t watch HGTV — you will want to read this local business’s excellent blog about what it does to make messes into eye candy. Even better? Start with the recent post on stripping. That’s right, I said stripping. Margaret gets this month’s vote for “Post Most Likely to Be Read by New Readers.”

4. The Pringle Creek Community blog. If you’ve been following the news about Solarize Salem, you definitely want to check out this preview for the Salem Green + Solar Tour 2010. Among the projects featured in the tour, happening this Saturday, is Oregon’s first Passive House. This is something to be actively excited about.

5. Salem Treasure. Stuck in an office? The rainy season has started? Need some mid-day Zen but can’t get out? When the walls start to close in, turn to Salem Treasure for a play-by-play of a walk along Mill Creek. With ducks.


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