Posts Tagged ‘travel’

The Oregon Vagabond November 2011, Volume 2 – Issue 11

Friday, November 4th, 2011

Wow! The past three months has flown by with so much going on and a number of changes with staff and newspaper content. We’re playing catch up during the month of November on the website and Facebook. Thanks for your patience waiting for my “Friend Request” acceptance. It’s fantastic how many people are discovering The Oregon Vagabond street newspaper! Your support is very much needed and appreciated! Be sure to LIKE our Oregon Vagabond page on Facebook and check out our Contributors Club too!

James, our U of O intern, has returned to focusing on his studies. Lee, our advertising rep and community outreach coordinator, relocated with her husband out of state. This past October, I attended the North American Street Newspaper Association convention at the First Amendment Center, Nashville, TN. Very exciting. I will be sharing more about that in the weeks ahead.

Welcome and thank you to our newest advertisers, the Oregon Humanities Center and the Eagan Warming Center (administered by St. Vincent de Paul)!

The Many Ways

Monday, June 13th, 2011

I’ve been around, over and over,
Lived many ways, loud and unheard,
I’ve climbed many mountains, fell down many mountainsides,
Walked countless miles, caught countless appreciated rides.

I’ve crossed many rivers, crossed some many times,
Made plenty of dollars, earned plenty of dimes,
I’ve met a lot of people, made many friends,
Some I miss dearly, would love to see again.

Rode the rails many times, thanks Union Pacific,
Loved every loud clank, and the loud engines, to be specific,
I’ve had many good times, most good, some bad,
I’ve never had much but I’ve cherished all that I’ve had.

Some call me a drifter, a vagabond, even a bum,
Many appreciate my way of life, the haters go and they come,
The police always keep an eye on me,
Many wave hello and just smile at me.

So I don’t ever know where I’m going or even what I’m after,
I know I’ll stop one day, that ol’ train will cease to clatter.
But until then I guess I’ll keep the miles passin’,
The next town and adventure is the way of life I’m after.

By D. W.