Yachats, Oregon, a delightful experience
My husband and I met in the 50’s when he was an Army officer at Ft. Benning, Ga. and I worked for the Red Cross. We started dating (a very long story, cut short) and as we got serious he was transferred abruptly to California. He married, I married. After 50 years separation, (I never forgot him, I was single again and started looking for him. He was in Portland, Or. He was a widower. We got married. Lived half the time in Oregon – half in Georgia.
Four years ago, we were traveling from Crater Lake to the Coast, heading for Newport where we had a reservation. We stopped at Yachats because we saw a Sunday market. It was a delightful experience. I talked with a lady with the flowers and she said it was too bad we were not staying there because her mother had cottages right on the water. We later drove by and they looked delightful. We went to lunch – and my husband passed out in the restaurant. He had a history of problems of low blood pressure. People in the restaurant immediately responded – the ambulance was there within 5 minutes. A doctor was in the restaurant. He was fine a few minutes later and we canceled our reservation in Newport and stayed in Yachats where we now go EVERY August and had a family reunion there 2 years ago and have made believers of my Georgia family of the Oregon coast is the most beautiful in the country.
OREGON IS MY FAVORITE STATE AND IF I WERE YOUNGER I NEVER WOULD HAVE LEFT.