Its been years,but when Jim said he was going to
Oregon I immediately pictured the pancakes and the french dip sandwich at Camp 18...huge lumber beams and
Paul B
unyonesque portions and a view of the woods. He returned with a wooden post card and an appreciative note and a correction ...I had said it was on mile 17 on the road from Portland to the Ocean...mile 18 would
have been a more accurate lead.
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