Welcome to the Wallula Gap. That’s the impounded Columbia River, in its old bed there. The gap between the cliffs is so narrow that the 300 foot deep flood wave from the melting ice age that […]
The Purpose of Education and Indigenous Identity
Reports of Father Pandosy Starving in 1846 Are Greatly Exaggerated
He’s the Boy from Marseilles, the French Oblate Priest who came on the Oregon Trail and started two of the first missions in Washington Territory, singing the whole time. His first was […]
A Year of Walking and Learning, Part 2
Welcome to the second summary of the first year of my explorations in revisioning the goals of literature and the relationship of place and environment in the dry country east of the […]
Where is Where?
What is place? The question is absurd. The Okanagan Okanogan … …is the here between these two arrows, more or less. Does ‘place’ belong to settlers? If so, to which settlers? To […]
Nuclear Apples at Hanford Town
The last free-flowing part of the American stretch of the Columbia River takes place in the former Hanford Engineering District, managed by the US Army from 1943 onward in order to produce […]
The Science Fiction Universe
A river isn’t exactly water. Sometimes it’s this: Some of the 2004 Process Tubes on the Front Face of B Reactor in Hanford An excellent way to turn a river into […]
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