Salem’s Libraries Rise from the Grave: Cookies, Sunday Hours, and the Sweet Smell of Tax-Funded Redemption
Oh, Salem, Oregon—you sweet, soggy corner of the Pacific Northwest, where the rain falls like a perpetual apology and the libraries, bless their underfunded hearts, have been gasping for air like a goldfish flipped out of its bowl. I remember my own library days, back when I was a kid dodging the fluorescent-lit aisles of some forgotten Midwestern branch, pilfering paperbacks that smelled like mildew and other people’s regrets. Libraries were my escape hatch, my free therapy
The Oregon Critter & Travel Company
5 hours ago3 min read
From Ashes to Wings: A Survivor’s Stand in Salem
Good day, friends—or good evening, depending on when you’re reading this. In the quiet corners of America, where the weight of personal trials meets the strength of human spirit, stories emerge that remind us what courage really looks like. Today, in Salem, Oregon, one such story is unfolding, not with fanfare, but with quiet determination. It’s the tale of Desiree Guerra, a woman who turned her own escape from the shadows of domestic violence and human trafficking into a bea
Edward Hooper
Oct 142 min read
100 MPH in Oregon
In the predawn haze of September 23, Marion County, Oregon, became the stage for a reckless ballet of speed and folly, starring...
Phil Harpster
Sep 252 min read
