Yep, I recall those days.
The days of the Burger Family.
Cold frosty glass mugs filled with yummy root beer...
Hot burgers of varying sizes with familiar names...
Yep, I remember.
Found this bit of history on a drive through Hillsboro some years ago
(as opposed to a drive-thru...) LOL
Kind of makes me hungry for a baby burger, a float and maybe, just maybe, some French fries.
Good thing the Farmer Boy is asleep and I hate driving at night.
Another memory from the past some might be familiar with is this building found on Highway 47...
for years it has stood (well more or less stood) near Forest Grove.
We always looked for it and I think my parents had an ongoing joke that it
would be their retirement home someday.
It probably was quite nice in its time
(I have a thing for old houses).
A fairly well known landmark,
over time wind, storms, rain, age and more took its toll.
You could see its days were numbered...
Then, very early this year,
when traveling through the area,
I noticed something was very, very wrong!
Sadly I didn't get a photo then...
but next trip through I snapped several.
I shall miss her.
The area just doesn't seem the same.
BTW, because I always, always just HAVE to know
this was the Heesacker house and
you can find a couple of interesting articles on its history on Oregon Live.
Well that's all on history for the blog tonight.
Now it's time to work on my family history.