When I moved to Oregon from the Midwest, I obviously knew there were mountains. I heard about them. I’d even been told some of the stories about Mount St. Helen’s explosion in 1980 and the devastation left behind for so many who lived here. Additionally, after moving here I’ve been told with stunning regularity that I need to be prepared for “The Big O…
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