Oregon Is Demure And Lovely, And It

We Want You To Visit Our State Of Excitement Often. Come Again And Again. But For Heaven's Sake, Don't Move Here To Live. Or If You Do Have To Move In To Live, Don't Tell Any Of Your Neighbors Where You Are Going.

You All Know I Have Terminal Cancer—and I Have A Lot Of It. But What You May Not Know Is That Stress Induces Its Spread And Induces Its Activity. Stress May Even Bring It On. Yet Stress Is The Fuel Of The Activist. This Activist Loves Oregon More Than He Loves Life. I Know I Can't Have Both Very Long. The Trade-offs Are All Right With Me. But If The Legacy We Helped Give Oregon And Which Made It Twinkle From Afar—if It Goes, Then I Guess I Wouldn't Want To Live In Oregon Anyhow.

Oregon Is An Inspiration. Whether You Come To It, Or Are Born To It, You Become Entranced By Our State's Beauty, The Opportunity She Affords, And The Independent Spirit Of Her Citizens.

Oregon Is Demure And Lovely, And It Ought To Play A Little Hard To Get. And I Think You'll Be Just As Sick As I Am If You Find It Is Nothing But A Hungry Hussy , Throwing Herself At Every Stinking Smokestack That's Offered.

Quality Of Life Is The Sum Total Of The Fairness Of Our Tax Structure; The Caliber Of Our Homes; The Cleanliness Of Our Air And Water; And The Provision Of Affirmative Assistance To Those Who Cannot Assist Themselves. True Quality Is Absent If We Allow Social Suffering To Abide In An Otherwise Pristine Environment.