Chicanes

Life is interesting.

Maybe an understatement, but undoubtedly true.

When I was in High School... more years ago than I care to admit... I was in the band. I played trombone, and I had a great time at it. I wasn't super serious about it, but it was a blast and I thoroughly enjoyed it.

One year we came on band tour to the northwest of the United States. Our journey took us through several western states, with stops along the way. One of the places we'd stopped was Grants Pass, Oregon. I was immediately attracted to the place - not only for it's natural beauty, which is surpassing, but for the good people we met here, for the indescribable feeling that exists in a small town that calls its citizens back from wherever they may roam. It is small enough to be close knit, and large enough to have everything that a town should.

It was one of those places that gets stuck in the back of your mind, that if there was EVER a chance to get back there, one would jump at it. I'd even wistfully thought of it as a place to retire, when the time came.

When my good friend Michael Black, with whom I'd attended grad school, came out here to be the Director of Community Development, I was more than a little envious. But then, just a few months ago, I'd heard that he was hiring an assistant. Well, naturally I looked into the opportunity. Everything worked out, and here I am. I've been here for three days now, and the shock and pleasure is renewed every time I drive down the road, walk around downtown, or even just think about how life is truly good sometimes.

I am so excited to be here. There is a lot going on in this small-ish community, and I can't wait to jump in and get to work. If you have any questions or concerns, please let me know. I will do what I can to help.