2016 What a Huge Chaw!! My Cheek Hurts

A “chaw” of tobacco is the nasty lump of brown ruffage hillbillies and baseball players chuck inside their cheeks for a variety of reasons which never include addiction. The larger the “chaw”, the more distended the cheek and the less it resembles the original human’s face.

I can hardly imagine a better description of 2016.

It is now New Year’s Eve – well, New Year’ Day by now, ha ha – and we are all waiting impatiently to welcome some relief.. Wow! Do we ever need it.
Should I be serious and say what I believe???….. or simply take advantage of my friends’ good nature and wish them well, fully and correctly expecting a genuine smile in return? I’m definitely holding off on Part 2 of my ego-stroking baseball tale – of my not so fab pitching career, lol – but something in me insists on not letting it get away. Later for that. I guess I will perform my usual autobiographical crap meet to no one’s surprise and just supply some thoughts on what this past year meant to me.
 
Whatever else can be said, 2016 was a tremendously active year for me, welcomed quietly in Louisville just days after closing out a visit to San Diego and my daughter Alena. The reunion with Alena’s Mom, Alice and my own ex-wife was also a celebration of sorts at the time. Typical of my last few years, we were celebrating my ability to visit in the first place, lol, if nothing else. My near miss with just plain dying offered enough spiritual juice to let us all express the love and respect we each have for one another and to dismiss any remaining rubs in favor of enjoying life itself. It had worked great. The incredible turkey gravy put together by Greg’s mother and new Mother in Law to Alena, Julie Gorton, highlighted a Christmas brunch after a night spent out at she and Gary’s place. Yes, I ended up just plain drinking it, lol. Like a boss!! It’s funny how the greatest tastes are so memorable. Now and then we have to thank The Creator for slipping us such a great benefit as a sense of taste. That gravy was sent straight from Olympus, man. 😉
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4 months later, I was back in San Diego with a brand new suit, some killer red Converse all star low cut Chuck Taylors, about 20 more extra pounds with my patented Extroversion Jones re-kicking back in. It was very much a Communion for the Ages all on its own, this time for my family and my newly-extended family and a huge dollop of friends of all of those. Weddings are an accounting nightmare, and not just financially, lol. The number of happy faces you want to know more about from the bottom of your heart runs over at the top and just spills everywhere. The extravagance of Soul of weddings and the stuff surrounding them has been my closest brush with the literal experience of Paradise. I cannot imagine a better time.
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4 months after that, I experienced another selfishly wonderful event – a Reunion with my classmates from 50 years back – Owensboro High School’s Class of 1966. Speaking of soulful extravagance and the good fortune of living in our current times!!! I am sure everyone feels their particular class was somehow special. I am equally sure that is a good thing for all concerned. (Note also, my red Converse All Stars are still in bidness.)

001I adore this group of people with a huge heart. So many of us were integral in the formation of our personalities, many from 12 years old and upwards. So many are appreciative, therefore, of the work we supplied one another. That we remain actively involved in spite of our various winding paths to where we find ourselves today is a choice made easy. We not only actually really like each other, we also respect one another. The love at this event, punctuated by the uber funky stylings of Steve Bare and the reunited Avrons, ha ha, was off the charts. I found it a virtually Peak Experience and one I personally really badly needed in these days of he seeming Permanent Rehabilitation I find myself enduring yet again.

We misbehaved really, really well. I went home partially sober, lol. Even made ot to the class breakfast the day after!!

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We reminisced about our old friends from the past………….

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LOL, good, I mean, really good times.We got lucky with so many fine and gracious ladies, it has to be said. And, Lordy, we had a zillion military veterans. 1966, duh, lol.

 

So, a week after this memory and soul extravaganza, I went back under the knife for a 10 hour long surgical procedure where I found myself almost croak and from which I am now successfully making progress in yet another rebab.

 

In the meantime, everyone who was fun in rock and roll – except for the incredible Keith Richards, anyway, lol – went and died. David Bowie, Prince, George Michael – the list is tiring to even look at.
And, later, The Donald Trump was elected as President of the United States. Now that’s what I call closing out the year with a bang.
Other than that, it was fairly boring, lol.
  

Portland’s Chinese Garden – Part 1

It’s been a while – 2008 – since I began this series on Portland’s Chinese Garden. In the meantime, as is the case with any garden, much has occurred. A very few plants failed, a few were relocated, some overly ripe stuff was replaced based purely on taste. For a notable period, a leak was found in the water feature part of the garden, chased down and then repaired – a relatively constant plague or at least a danger, for almost any water feature, anywhere.

Generally, however, little has changed overall. Eventually, the huge Weeping Willow will become problematic with its invasive root systems and the softer wood becoming perhaps snow – or ice – laden during some Winter storm and affecting its shape. But all in all, it has matured very gracefully into a focal point destination inside a gorgeous city.

I have revised some of these older posts, tinkering around with pictures and script, but altogether I am very happy with these posts. I hope they give as much pleasure as I got from writing them and from helping construct this masterpiece. This series deals with some of the tales of its emergence out of the city block-wide big hole where it began.

The Portland Chinese Garden was a combined effort between a company from Portland, Oregon’s sister city, the incredible Sou Zhou, and, well basically, the Mayor of Portland. It was at various points a hot political potato with mounting criticisms from all the usual political-type sources (which usually means an opposing party, naturally) in an era of average or worse resources, following the ‘Dot Com” bust which negatively impacted Portland having long since gone “all in” on high tech. However, Portland was even then showing the strength of a reasonably well-planned expansion, complete with very innovative and successful local corporations, such as Intel, Nike and a million smart subsidiary businesses to Microsoft just up the road in Seattle.

We spent an interesting meeting in the Mayor’s office once, proposing an idea that she accepted with joy and hopefulness – naming various trees and baubles for the largest donors. For a price, of course. 😉  Well, it worked. But my favorite interactions were always with the Chinese who also worked hard on this lovely project. Constant smiles, elaborate bows and exclamations, tons of laughter and the joy of sharing and cooperation made it entirely special to me.

I’m going to recirculate an entire series of Chinese Garden construction factoids and tales from its construction, which I was integral to. It was easily the neatest gig I was ever a part of and I was fairly high up in the work and liaison stream, then working for Teufel’s Nurseries, a $40 million a year business in early 1996.

Enjoy a ride through some of the highlights of this project.

Oh – by the way – Portlanders are inordinately proud of this Garden. It gets heavy traffic 12 months a year.

(You can enlarge each picture by clicking – sometimes twice.)

Set solidly right in the very depths of downtown Portland, Oregon, the Chinese Garden is serene and mind-boggling at the same time. The fact that the locals understand this is implicit – basically placed smack in the middle of the Chinese District, it has a congruity within the city itself. Leaving the Garden, you can go shop at stores specializing in Chinese items or eat at any number of bordering restaurants. Portland is an immensely satisfying walking town, although an umbrella is de rigueur during the drippy Winter months.

But of course, that is not the entire story, and especially as it relates to this blog. That the Garden is a gorgeous feast for the eyes and senses is pretty much a no brainer. I will address that pictorially. How it relates here is my own small involvement with it and it may take a post or two to finish.

At the time, I was living in Portland and working for Teufel’s Landscaping, a very large and successful nursery and landscaping firm who counted their clients among those they have worked for or supplied for over 100 years. Among their clients were the Nike and Microsoft Campuses, golf courses, Intel’s booming Portland base and countless others. In residential landscaping, I have myself worked for some notable people. When the mayor of Portland decided she wanted this Garden in conjunction with Portland’s sister city, they tried and eventually found the approximately $12 million it took to make it work. I salute Vera Katz here and now for her wonderful addition to the city and her bulldog-like tenacity in seeing it come to pass. You da gal, Vera.

Well, Teufel’s got a contract to do a number of things under the project. Once again, my good friend John Stone was instrumental in all this and was my supervisor. John’s rather bizarre mandate was to provide the local landscaping expertise dealing with irrigating the grounds, locating all of the plant materials, installing the soils and planting the plants for a project no one wanted to look “brand new”. Naturally, what this meant was that fully mature plants were to be supplied which matched the specifications and artistic needs supplied by the Chinese portion of the engineering and landscape architect class who basically designed it. It implied some stuff you just couldn’t make up, it was so far fetched. For one example, I accompanied John in an expedition down to a plant who specialized in fabricating chains. Why? Because as we found and excavated the trees, we began seeing some intimidating issues with their weight. The root balls on some of these behemoths were in the tens of tons. We already knew we would be using a 180 ton crane for placement – at the time the largest vehicle made for street travel.

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This is an installation perspective on Portland, Oregon’s Chinese Garden which last saw the light of day 8 years ago. I’ve edited and added a few things for this iteration, but the substance remains relatively unchanged.

We pick things up at the “chain design” section, as we prepared to lift and lower the months worth of acquired plants and trees into their positions, some of which were simply gigantic.

So John had the chain designed for our needs – we needed something that could handle the weight without snapping, obviously, while shuttling these massive hand-dug trees with gigantic root balls into their eventual homes. But we also needed something we could uncouple quickly, especially difficult considering the expanse involved: many of the root balls were up to eight feet across! Anyway, this was accomplished well.  It turns out, we had learned, during a first hand tutorial at the surprisingly massive chain factory down the street of the wonders of the famous “Quick Coupler”. I pointed this small element out merely to indicate the unique problems besetting an enterprise like this. Imagine an entire city block and the numbers alone of mature trees needed to complete the look. Imagine as well a stationary crane grabbing these big suckers and then delivering them to the “holes”.  The word is, the crane nearly toppled handling this huge Magnolia for a really far spot.

When we got there and actually commenced the work, it was early in the process. The project was basically a great open massive hole in the ground with pockets of formed concrete piers and foundations for things such as the buildings as well as support structures for bridges and walkways.  Irrigating this mess was intense.  We spent nearly a week just coring holes through all the foundations walls with a diamond drill to poke pipe through and deliver water throughout the entirety. Fortunately, the service was to be completely drip irrigation so the pipes required tended to be in the 2 inch range. We complete a complete enclosed circle, which was always the goal, and then fed off that to supply the valves and the nearly above ground piping. I hasten to add, we also had the unenviable and often nearly fruitless task of running the electrical wiring for these remote vales to tie into a central control clock. Why “nearly fruitless”?  Because of the insane amount of construction yet to perform before the soil we supplied and introduced could supply the padding and insulation fro construction wear and tear. Those nasty things like boots of the workers, shovels and machinery is why, any of which could expose the copper wire by cutting through the plastic sheath and render it useless and an absolute bear to locate and fix – a common lament in irrigation circles.  Indeed, it turned out we did lose a couple of wires by having them cut somewhere.

The most fascinating part of the project for me was when the Chinese workers showed up. There was supposedly 150 involved, but I think that included a substantial corps of engineers and architects as well. The workers were fun and very easy to get along with.  The fact that I smoked cigarettes turned me into a popular figure, lol. I swear, I believe they all smoked. Very James Bondish of them!  But they were all easy to get along with, talented as heck, focused and extremely hard-working.  It was a pure pleasure working next to them.

So many elements of this Garden were brought from China, it’s mind-blowing.  Indeed, the bridges themselves were made of granite, hand-crafted back in China, many by the same guys who installed them here. Needless to say, the awesome rocks featured here were all delivered straight from China as well, including those composing the entire water feature and small mountain.

 

 

Random Pictures of Interest – Yawwwwwwwn

Strictly eye candy – hopefully enough to keep everyone entertained……… 😉

I am running extremely whimsical with this. In a way, I am just showing pictures from my Mighty Massive photo file system which have not appeared here before. New blood, as it were.

It also gives a chance to plain have some fun without too much hyped-up thematic discipline, so it’s even cooler. The pic below is my brother Mike posing with our very own Mother, often referred to as “Mom”.  They both seem reasonably happy, so why not etch that rare moment on historical online Eternity? 🙂 I lied, of course. Truth is, we spend most of our time laughing.

Anyways, sashay with me through various and sundry pictures, none of which match.

(left click all images to enlarge – sometimes twice for real detail)

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Here’s a hole in the wall at the Chinese Garden in Portland, Oregon.

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Modernistic planting, somewhere.

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Let’s face it. You don’t see Dry Water every day…………

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A highly-suspicious plant.

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Some interesting Iron Work a very good iron man did at a project of ours.

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Here’s some iron work of Antonia Gaudi’s. Now THIS is a gate!

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This fountain always tickles me.

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The Portland Japanese Garden is inspiring, quiet and beautiful. Even the fish agree:

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Yew Dell Gardens in Fall. Dude could use a haircut and a shave.

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Here’s that big Singapore fountain at night:

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Now, this is a river.

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Multnomah Fall just outside of Portland.

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I always loved traveling this stretch of road between Reno and Portland, Oregon. It was about 540 miles – which is a grind no matter how scenic – but this approach to Mt. Hood not only meant I was getting into more treed areas, it also meant I was within about 60 miles of home. Even in Summer – with the snow nearly gone – Mt. Hood was like a relaxing sight.

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Here’s a flower!

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Dealing with the desert – you can find some strangeness, for sure. Here is a mulch only a lizard could love. The good news is it grew up nicely.

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And the desert can bloom – don’t let anyone tell you different!

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Prune This!!!!!!!!!! 😉

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This is a lot of moving water. 6,000 gallons a minute, to be exact.

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Narwals:

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Making Bubble Rocks can put you in some tight spaces.

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And some are tighter than others:

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I always have liked what we did in making this little creek.

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I absolutely love this picture. I shamelessly add it here, not knowing where I got it. I hope the author does not mind.

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“Sobering” applies to this military cemetery in Louisville, I’d think. It is amazing quiet here. Speaking as a veteran, I often wish more of us would visit these places. You’d be amazed at how many connections you have here and elsewhere.

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You know you’re up early when this sight greets you on the drive to work. Of course, then again, it could be lunch time in the Yukon in December. 😉

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Would this be called a “Green Building”?

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Here’s something you DON’T want to see when you get low on gas.

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Those nutty Barcelonans will do anything for a laugh.

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An interesting landscaping idea?

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Here’s Louis XIV and an escaped horse in downtown Louisville.

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This is what it’s like driving from Reno, over the mountain to lake Tahoe in Winter.

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A patio and landscaping project in Portland.

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You don’t see rocks like this every day. Nor woodwork, for that matter.

HPIM1274An interesting Architectural feature from the Portland, Oregon Chinese Garden.

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The Truckee River as it courses through the midst of downtown Reno, Nevada. This shot is at the head of the fabricated kayak run, designed for competitions. Yes, it is in the middle of town.

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A luxury swimmin’ hole we helped construct in the woods near Lake Tahoe. We did everything on top – just not the pool itself. The paving, rocks and all that are ours,

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Another fountain, now that I am the Fountain Maven at my new blog at Pond And Fountain World………nothing special, just quite unique.

And unusual.

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Anyone seen my Narwal?

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