I stayed in Portland an entire weekend – that is a record for me! Normally the experience is too bittersweet and I bolt, but it was Marisa’s birthday – what a temptation!
My daughter skipped the Zine Camp party which was unfortunate as it was great fun and an opportunity to catch up with Sara, Meadow, Dennis, countless others.
Six years ago I ran away from home and holed up at Gabriel’s mountain house outside of Aspen. This kid named Justin gave me a ride back to Denver, I took a shower at his parents house in another ski resort, and we talked for hours about love and life.
Who would have guessed we’d end up putting out books with the same publisher, hanging out extensively in NYC, and that later yet someone would get in touch and ask me if he would be a good person to head up the IPRC? It was awesome to see him even if only for a few minutes. Also Nicole, and Lli, and all the children who have grown so much in the five years since I left!
We went out to Sauvie Island for the birthday bash. Byron mysteriously acquired an infant and Beth chased him around the beach hollering Tall man, give me that baby!
With Stevie at the beach:
