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The Old Curmudgeon: In the minds of two dreamers

By Vern Holmquist How come my dreams turn out to be realities for someone else? That’s life I guess, but in this case it is a pleasure to write about. For years, I have been attracted to a spot in downtown Silverton. The reason was clear to me but only recently clear to someone else. Every time I found myself […]

The Old Curmudgeon: Didn’t learn much …

By Vern Holmquist I went to the Mt. Angel City Council meeting on March 2. Yep, I sat through the whole thing. Didn’t learn much. Was warned I wouldn’t – of course, I can blame part of that on a hearing aid that does not distinguish between rattling papers and the muffled voices responding to the questions. I could make out […]

The Old Curmudgeon: Dreaming up solutions

By Vern Holmquist I have a dream. Whoa! I wonder where I got that line? Anyway, I do have a dream, a dream for Mt. Angel. I dream of a train that will get me from The Oregon Garden to Portland. A commuter train, if you will. Everyone here seems to have a reason to go to Portland sometime, whether […]

Keeping hope in hard times

  By Vern Holmquist While it will be 10 days or so before this goes to print, I must start with the events of the day, Election Day.  I have never been more proud of our country. On Nov. 4, we made a great stride for humanity, we have grown-up, we have shown the world we are still a nation […]

The Old Curmudgeon: New things to see, do in town

By Vern Holmquist There’s something new and delightful in our town. Just across from the Glockenspiel and back of Spoletto’s Pizza is a little Mt. Angel shop displaying the art of local wood carvers. The skill and artistic quality will astound you. On display you will see carvings of very interesting characters, turned bowls of exotic woods, beautiful wall pieces, […]

The Old Curmudgeon: This job may be dangerous

By Vern Holmquist Recently, I have heard rumors of trouble and read accounts of some ridiculous things happening in Mt. Angel. I am not one of the town’s founding fathers – having only lived here for the past 11 years with very little happening during the first eight years.  While Oktoberfest is a bright event, Mt. Angel was more like […]