Click here to read story THE FLOOD OF ’55 Rain was predicted – heavy rain.  I wasn’t too concerned because, after all, having lived in Portland for five years, I had seen plenty of rain.  But this had been a steady rain for two days and now we were heading for the San Francisco Bay […]

APOLONIO Click here to read story I opened the letter, and read the words “one P please”. This is how Apolonio spelled his name, but I had faulted and given him an extra P. We didn’t correspond much; our acquaintance was mostly in person, and my fond memory of him persists to this day. Ap, […]