As visitors, the Blackmans have watched the Oregon Country Fair evolve from a small, quaint, hippy festival that started in 1969, into a top-notch, heavily-attended, costume celebration that takes place in the forested wetlands of Veneta, Oregon every August. The Country Fair: Oregon’s Alternative Celebration contains 100 pages of full-color photographs taken by Scott Blackman and others, with commentary by Sandy Blackman.
The Shaman Tree: A Tale of the Tillamook is the story of the Tillamook people seen through the eyes of Tuckwoca, a young Indian woman. The novel begins in 1788 with Tuckwoca’s spirit search and her marriage to Swohas, and ends with her death seventy years later. This imagined tale was written to enliven the relics and research of Tillamook history and customs. Hopefully, the next time you see a hummingbird you will pause and think of Tuckwoca and her people.
The true story of rafting the Upper Yangtze River from the source, at 17,400 feet elevation in the great Himalayan glaciers, to the city of Yibin. The dream was to be the first expedition to travel the 2,000 miles of uncharted water. But the death of a teammate, a so-called mutiny, and several all-Chinese rafting teams racing ahead of the expedition in an attempt to be first, turn a perfect trip into a voyage of drama, disaster and unexpected challenges.
“Guerrilla Priest” is based on the memoirs my parents wrote of their experiences in the Philippines in World War II. At the beginning of World War II, Al Griffiths was priest-in-charge of St. Paul’s Mission in Balbalasang, Kalinga, the Episcopal Church’s most isolated mission. With the support of Chief Puyao, Griffiths helped organize the first guerrilla resistance to the Japanese in northern Luzon. When the Japanese threatened to execute him, Griffiths and his family spent a year and a half hiding in the forest, but were captured in March 1943 and interned in Camp Holmes, then at the Bilibid Prison in Manila. General MacArthur’s 37th Infantry liberated them in February 1945.
Chaos cluttered the streets of New York City back then, which in the 1960s was all about Burn, Baby, Burn, especially in the ghetto neighborhoods where buildings were being incinerated. The cops were pigs. Revolutionaries were stirring up trouble on the Lower East Side. Squatters moved in everywhere. Lots of heroin was going down. And the French Connection was strong. The city was a place where nobody gave a rat’s ass about anybody but themselves.
…So begins the story of “A Collection of Bummer Summers.”
“I was inspired to write this autobiography so I could explain some of the things I did during my first fifty years of life (I was born December 19, 1923). I feel that my story will inspire others to never give up, keep a good attitude, learn how to keep a marriage going, how to treat their children, and how to get along with others. “Taking The Bitter With The Sweet” is a smorgasbord of my life.” — Dan Pistoresi
“There were in excess of 18 million people in the military service in World War II. Many of these men and women had difficult, stressful, and unpleasant times in their service. I was very fortunate. Although I participated in combat for several days, my service was mostly not difficult or demanding. After active duty, I served for 24 years in the Naval Reserve. Those years were an important part of my life and have provided benefits to all members of the family.” –David A. Goldsmith
“In writing these works of fiction, I spent many hours researching historical data of the period because I wanted not only to tell a story, but to help bring history alive. I hope readers will enjoy “The Spirit Writings” as a jumping-off point for learning more about the rich and fascinating history of this era.” –Lisa Borja
“Hankering For The Way It Was is about me trying to grow up on a large farm during the 1940s and 1950s. It is about the dangers, the losses, and some of the fun, too. I loved my dogs, my 1949 Red Ryder BB gun, my genuine four-strand lariat, Saturday’s double-feature movies, and the joy of trying to keep my hardworking dad awake in church. ” — Roger G. Ritchey