Those of us born between the years 1946 and 1964 have inherited the ad nauseam label of “Baby Boomer.” The marker didn’t bother me too much until I reached my 60’s and, as a result, have been fighting the stereotyping, branding and pigeonholing that society has placed on those of us who have reached this decade. I am not easing into old age quietly.
Since my husband retired, Charlie and I have become gypsies in terms of settling into a home. We bounced around Orlando, the east coast of Florida and finally landed in Portland, Oregon.
We’re constantly asked “Why?”
Well, over the years we’ve been traveling to Portland regularly, visiting our son, and found we just never wanted to leave. The brutal Florida heat was wearing on us, not to mention the political situation was creating a culture in which we were not comfortable.
Portland called and we answered. We made the move in 2023 and haven’t regretted it for a minute. We miss family and friends we left behind, but realized if we don’t do it now, we’ll find ourselves too told to do something so bold.
So here we are and I’d like to use this platform to share our experiences and photos, along with other travels that are part of my travel writing career.
“Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one’s lifetime.” Mark Twain
