Slowing down time that has already passed

It’s been quiet here on the blog lately because we’ve been busy working on several studies of homes and businesses in northeast Portland. Each time we do a study—which involves becoming immersed in documents, maps, photos, archives, and family stories—we focus in on connecting past and present, which is what this work is all about.

These connections allow generations of owners—the people who have lived in, shaped and loved these buildings—to listen to each other, to learn, and sometimes to nod their heads in common understanding and amazement. What an honor and privilege to be able to help make those connections, to learn those stories and to understand and visualize the passage of time. And each time we take on a project, we learn more about the neighborhood as a whole.

As we’ve zeroed in on this work in the last month (to the exclusion of the blog), it has occurred to us what we’re really doing is taking a hold of time that has already passed and trying to slow it down long enough to look around inside for understanding and for answers. Frequently, that’s what we get. Sometimes we just get more questions.

With the completion of this latest handful of studies, we’re going to have some room to focus on some new (old) projects and studies. Interested?

Meanwhile here on the blog, stay tuned for something new soon about Mom and Pop grocery stores

One response

  1. Hi Doug. Happy 2015 (boy…that sounds like a year from the future!). If you’d like to use some of my parent’s stuff – i.e. business records or pics….you’re welcome to. Even though it wasn’t in the neighborhood, some of those old items I sent you recently give insight into those businesses. And Goodman’s Grocery was the epitome of a Mom and Pop store of post WWII. That’s our house attached to it. 4 kids born and raised there. I don’t know if you still have them…or I could re-send if you’d like to use some. A labor of love to my dad, a dream come true…a grocer with his own business to operate, and big family to raise…a big step up from being a poor kid in Spokane, and infantryman in WWII. That’s my mom on the right, and oldest brother Frank (now 67).

    Date: Mon, 12 Jan 2015 05:54:45 +0000 To:

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