Sweet Home

And it was a happy marriage.

The two settled in Bend, and then sweet home, where Aunt Kate continued doing what she'd been doing for years, helping people, telling stories, and refusing to act her age.

Same girl, same.

On February 21st, 1957, in her home in Sweet Home, Oregon, Klondike Kate passed away peacefully in her sleep.

Aww.

What year? 1957.

I've just been too busy with family and other responsibilities.

But there's a mystery going on because near Sweet Home, Oregon, in Linn County, a man shot a deer, but he apparently also shot and killed a man in a rural area and may or may not have known that his bullet had killed a man.

So a 911 call went out, said there had been a shooting.

This was about 5:48 in the evening on Saturday.

Now we're gonna come over and we're gonna talk about Linn County, Oregon again.

The Sweet Home clear-cut encounter.

Now, the primary witness was traveling with his son and his son's best friend east of Sweet Home, Oregon.

They were driving along a short logging road, uh, reached from Highway 20.

The area considered, uh, consisted of a clear cut bordered by timber with a creek bottom nearby and a small lake approximately 300 yards away.

And again, the boys were not thinking about taking any pictures.

Thermal signatures observed during the investigation cannot establish the identity of whatever produced them.

Now, the strongest feature of this home sweet home is simple.

In the early 1970s, a Ms.

Grant lived next to a police officer in Sweet Home, Oregon.

She said he came over one day very shaken.

He had responded to an early evening incident from Manns Ridge.

I am a mom of two beautiful kids.

I grew up in Sweet Home, Oregon.

I spent most of my life here in Oregon.

I got my degree in nutrition and dietetics because I wanted to help families develop healthy relationships with food, and I'm using that career and education in the WIC program, which is the Special Supplemental Nutrition Program for Women, Infants, and Children program.

Thank you.

On a slightly lighter note, how will you work to ensure that Oregon's transportation infrastructure is operated safely and adequately maintained? And

Sierra? So I'm from Sweet Home.

I've been on the bus since we home.

And it changed the way I look at the woods completely.

This account describes a Bigfoot encounter that took place in the mountains east of Sweet Home, Oregon around early May 2020, involving a hunter who experienced a direct approach.

I like to spend time out in the mountains getting away from everything and looking for places to fish or pan for gold, just exploring new areas and seeing what I can find.

I was driving a mountain road system east of Quartzville up above Peter Green Lake and Foster Lake somewhere out past Cascadia, heading deeper into the hills.