At the beginning of my third year living in Tumalo, one of my dressmaking clients, for whom I also did fashion designing, offered to finance me in my own shop.
An assignment to write an essay on television. Mine was NOTV (No Television).
I was told about the ruins of an old house in a canyon northwest of Milikin east of Bend.
UNIVERSITY YEARS Eric and Jari and I moved to Eugene in the late summer of 1965. We got a small apartment and I enrolled in the University of Oregon School of Architecture, a three year program after the two years…
CATEGORY: UNIVERSITY YEARSPHOTOS: THE BARN EXTERIOR AND INTERIOR When we moved to Eugene, I rented out my Tumalo house. It gave me some badly needed income. However, I retained use of the barn and the barnyard, which had an…
CATEGORY: UNIVERSITY YEARS PHOTOS: BOB AND ILLUSTRATED LETTERS I met Bob Anderson at a party in Bend during the Christmas/New Year holiday season of 1966. I was spending the holidays in my barn. He had come from Portland to stay…
My first date with Bob after I got back to Eugene was the White Water Parade.
As I was approaching my corner, I suddenly heard running foot steps behind me: RIGHT behind me.
After pondering awhile I decide to go to the party backwards.
Enno and Lorne were both in my design class. Both of them were tall and nice looking. That is where the resemblance ended. Enno was a blue eyed blonde. Lorne was a brown eyed brunette. Enno was full of sunshine.…
Enno was one of the best designers in design class and made wonderful, artful presentations.
In my second year of architecture, one of our design problems was to design a kindergarten.
All of the rest of the time I was in school, Bob wrote me wonderful illustrated letters. Receiving one always made me giddy with delight, There is no describing them, so I have included a sample.
For my project, I chose to work with the old Pilot Butte Inn, which was then empty and boarded up.
William Kleinsasser was my assigned adviser. He had played football for Princeton and been a friend and classmate of Mike Shannon's. I found out that Mike had actually written to him and told him about me as a kind of…
...near Albany I would notice a sign in large white letters on a red background that read COME TO ALBANY, THE BRIGHTEST SPOT IN OREGON'S FUTURE. Right behind it like a great mechanical dragon, was one of the dirtiest, smelliest…
CATEGORY: MRS. ANDERSON PHOTO: BRIDE AND GROOM After two years of being with Bob on weekends and school breaks, we decided to get married. We were married in The Pilot Butte Inn in Bend which was, at that time, closed.…
Bob wanted to make my wedding ring. See the ring and read about its symbolism.
One of the first things Bob purchased after we got married was a canoe.
After I got out of school, married Bob and moved to Portland, I sold that car to Gene Biggs’ son for $1.00. With that money, plus a little extra (four digets extra), I got an almost new Volkswagen.
CATEGORY: MRS. ANDERSON PHOTOS: HOUSE AND YARD When I met Bob, he was renting the top half of an up/down duplex on S W Condor Avenue in Portland. Condor Ave. curved up a steep, woodsy ravine between Barbur and Terwilliger…
STOP! STOP OR I'LL SHOOT!!!
CATEGORY: MRS. ANDERSON Another incident of indecencies to our automobiles involved Bob’s car, a Volkswagen station wagon. The brakes were bad and Bob had put off getting them fixed. One day, I was driving his car and was coming home…
When he saw the model, he ran down the steps and leaped over the balustrade with one hand on the railing, like a cowboy leaping over a hitching rail.
Both of my children ended up being my very best friends in all the world.
When Jari was living with Bob and me, her childhood friend, Mary Nuchols, came to visit. Mary had an over-sized German Shepard dog named Boo, who had been her faithful companion since childhood.
One evening I heard a noise on the porch. Looking out I saw five small, almost baby sized raccoons scarfing down the cat food. When I opened the door they all fled except one. He was the testosterone kid.
Our Japanese neighbors, Setsu and Hiroshi, kept exotic Japanese animals.
Living in a wilderness ravine, we were blessed with a plethora of wildlife. A favorite event that happened every spring was the hatching of baby screech owls.
Our Japanese neighbors were Setsu and Hiroshi. Setsu was startlingly beautiful.