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Bye Bye Cloud factory

I grew up in Canby, Oregon. It's a small town, what some would call a bedroom community for Portland, but when I was young it was more a farming community. Few people commuted every day into Portland. There were three grocery stores in town. Hi-way market, Cutsforth's Thriftway and Roth's IGA. Dad shopped at Roth's, my dad called the others, "Cut throats and Hi way robbers". But Mom shopped at Cutsforth's, don't ask I can't tell you why they shopped at different stores, but they did. There were three pharmacies, but no big clothing stores. No Fred Meyers. So when we needed clothes or shoes or home furnishings we went into Oregon City to J.C. Penney. I remember school shopping and dress shopping all at Jacque Pen Wahh. Than we would have hot Roast Beef sandwiches at the PineWood Restaurant. Good memories, good time. As you travel from Canby to Oregon City along 99E you go through a tunnel right past a large paper mill. One that has been there for 100 years. What my Dad told me, and what I believed until I was 7 or 8, was that it really was a cloud factory. The weatherman would call up in the morning and order how many clouds were needed. So when we drove by I would count the clouds and predict the weather. The cloud factory is closed now. It has a long history, was eventually purchased by it's employees, but couldn't survive the current economic misery. Goodbye cloud factory, I'll missyou

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