{"id":8345,"date":"2023-04-12T06:41:31","date_gmt":"2023-04-12T13:41:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/?p=8345"},"modified":"2023-04-12T06:41:32","modified_gmt":"2023-04-12T13:41:32","slug":"oregon-tavern-age-heritage-pub","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/meditations\/oregon-tavern-age-heritage-pub\/","title":{"rendered":"Oregon Tavern Age: Heritage Pub"},"content":{"rendered":"<!-- wp:themify-builder\/canvas \/-->\n\n\n<p>It was noon on a gray and rainy Friday.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But I didn&#8217;t allow my mood to match the weather. I was feeling great after dropping off copies of <em>The Old Crow Book Club<\/em> at the Clackamas Book Exchange, a block off SE 82<sup>nd<\/sup> Ave, and its river of concrete, commercialization and homelessness.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Linda the proprietor of the shop was excited to help me sell the book for a few bucks each. She would retain all profits to assist in keeping this very, very second-hand used bookstore alive.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I told Linda that the Clackamas Book Exchange will be the only bookstore to carry the book (unless another one reaches out to me, which they won&#8217;t). Linda loved the distinction and she praised the striking cover of the book, which resembles a bottle of Old Crow, the rotgut whiskey.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI always drank Lord Calvert myself,\u201d said Linda.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWhy?\u201d I said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cSo I could say the &#8216;Lord was always with me.&#8217;\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>We laughed pretty hard at that.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The Heritage Club has gone through many iterations but, according to the bartender, the same family has owned the property since 1922! Jesus, Silent Cal Coolidge was President!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The joint&#8217;s d\u00e9cor reflected three or four different decorating schemes, including a former strip joint and biker bar. I liked the lack of cohesion. Who wants order with interior design in OTA country?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But was the Heritage Club authentic OTA country? Not really. I&#8217;ve just got to let go it&#8217;s going to last the course of my lifetime.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Absolutely nothing interesting was going on with the patrons, except that one OTA couple was on their second or third double screwdriver.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The Heritage Club was all fried food, gambling, phones, tablets. No storytelling at all. I longed to hear an osprey story or a sodden tale of way too much J\u00e4germeister and shitting one&#8217;s self in a bathtub.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The only thing memorable of the surroundings was a poster of an attractive woman with a plea that she contact her aunt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I sat at a back table and watched Tiger Woods limp around Augusta National. I wrote some notes for a future piece of writing. I daydreamed of being in the Sea Star in Gold Beach. 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