Over the last several years, Mt. Hood has rediscovered one of its most valuable cultural treasures: the Steiner Cabins. On October 18, the Mt. Hood Cultural Center and Museum (MHCCM) in Government Camp will host an open house and raffle in honor of these once-forgotten marvels. Get set for fun, education, and some pretty enticing prizes when the event kicks off at 1 p.m. For any readers who may have missed our coverage of the Steiner Cabins, October 18’s event is the perfect

Sandy Actors Theatre is proud to announce the upcoming production of The Odd Couple (Female Version ), written by Neil Simon. The play will run from November 21 to December 14, with performances held Friday through Saturday at 7:30 p.m., and Sunday matinees at 2:00 p.m., at Sandy Actors Theatre, located at 39435 Pioneer Blvd, Sandy, OR 97055. Directed by Joni Tabler, this timeless comedy features an all-female cast as it reimagines the iconic Odd Couple dynamic. The Odd Coupl

Kalee Robertson got her start in volleyball in elementary school, then became the starting server during middle school and continued to enjoy playing throughout college. Now, as the coach for the Welches School’s sixth/seventh grade junior varsity team and the eighth-grade varsity team, Robertson is getting a chance to share her knowledge and experience with students around the same age as she was when she began to play. “My goal for the season is for all athletes, despite th

(from L to R): Malika Cox, Julie Lazar, Andrew White, Fran Stier, Cayla Solso, Ryan Ellsworth Folks in the Hoodland area are a pretty insular bunch. Getting to know us is a big job. Fortunately for all of our collective well being, Orchid Health is wrapping up a year of putting in work at their Welches office. Orchid Health was founded 11 years ago in the pursuit of a community-focused  approach to healthcare. Their founders hoped to work alongside communities to foster a hol

The chairs never matched, but it was a comfortable room. A wingback angled beside a few dining room chairs, a love seat pushed against the wall – it looked just like someone’s living room when extra guests were visiting. On a cold night in October 2009, Jon Adams took his place, guitar resting on his lap. No microphone. No stage. Neighbors leaned close, coffee mugs warming their hands. I was there, having brought my mother to see Jon play. The room grew quiet as he started to