National and regional award-winning journalist, photographer, and activist (Hanford, Spokane River, regional clean air issues, national nuclear weapons and waste policy). Former senior editor Camas Magazine, former client and communications director, Center for Justice, Spokane.
At nineteen, on Guadalcanal, Murray learned to harden his heart in order to protect his psyche. It was not as he imagined it would be. It was not the same as the willingness he knew he possessed to fall on a grenade, or to perform an emergency amputation in the absence of a combat medic. To those imaginable acts there were at least actions where he would command the major muscle groups. Continue reading Corduroy→
Helen was still smiling when she closed Murray’s front door behind her–“don’t get up!” she’d shouted, just to needle him–and headed out on an angle across his lawn. She was surprised to feel the jewel-like coolness of dew drops already forming on the grass. It was comforting, a bit magical, and it made her feel all the more child-like.
