HELLO FROM PORTLAND
The title of my story comes from the name of a shop in downtown Portland, Oregon. We came here to celebrate our granddaughter’s fifth birthday. She and her parents live in one of the city’s leafy residential neighborhoods, so this visit was also a chance to explore Portland itself.
The city’s name comes from a coin toss in the 1840s that decided whether it would be named after Portland, Maine, or Boston. Portland has since gathered a bouquet of nicknames—Rose City, Rip City, Stumptown, Bridge City, and even Viva. Each reflects a different chapter of its history. And then, of course, there’s the slogan: “Keep Portland Weird.” Adopted in 2003 and inspired by Austin, Texas, it began as a playful marketing effort to support local music. Over time, it grew into something more—a celebration of individuality, creativity, and alternative lifestyles, along with a healthy resistance to corporate sameness.
Walking through the city, I couldn’t help but notice how many people embrace this spirit. Tattoos are everywhere, a kind of living canvas of personal expression. Portland also takes pride in being one of the most bike-friendly cities in the U.S., with the longest stretch of dedicated bike lanes and nearly 30,000 cyclists.
Each morning, I like to walk along the Willamette River, where a riverside park and shared roadway bring together runners, bikers, and walkers. This path feels like a living snapshot of Portland’s diversity. On one morning, I noticed a man wearing clothes in support of Palestine. Then came another cyclist in American flag shorts and a baseball cap stamped America First. A couple rode past who seemed to fall somewhere in between.
That mix, side by side, felt to me like the essence of Portland: share the road, share the city, and share the care!