On June 24, 1970, Roger Hull and I drove into Salem, Oregon. It was Soap Box Derby day with the date painted in big letters on the bottom of the track in blue. I thought I might always remember that date, and I was right. It was a big month for us, June, 1970. R received his PhD from Northwestern University, I quit my job at the university and we said goodbye to my family and headed west in a uhaul truck…pulling our VW behind. He began teaching at Willamette University. I learned how to can and bake bread and make art. We hiked. We went to the beach. We went to the mountains. We thought we’d move on in five years, but we didn’t. This was before writing and art making and babies and house renovations and travel and books and museums and exhibitions and …a lot.