web01.fireside.fm Fri, 01 May 2026 23:43:02 -0500 Fireside (https://fireside.fm) Not There Yet - Episodes Tagged with “Oregon” https://www.ntyessays.com/tags/oregon Wed, 27 Sep 2017 11:00:00 -0600 The Not There Yet podcast is a ongoing series of short essays covering a wide range of subjects from the perspective of the third decade of the 21st century. They are intended to be thought provoking, challenging, skeptical and hopefully funny once in a while. They are sometimes conventional in nature and others are a little more experimental. They cover science, history, sports, technology, philosophy or just about whatever subject comes to mind. Sometimes they look forward, other times they look back. They will not, however, take up a lot of your time and will be told in an interesting and accessible way. en-us episodic Eclectic essays podcasted from the third decade of the 21st century. Terence C. Gannon The Not There Yet podcast is a ongoing series of short essays covering a wide range of subjects from the perspective of the third decade of the 21st century. They are intended to be thought provoking, challenging, skeptical and hopefully funny once in a while. They are sometimes conventional in nature and others are a little more experimental. They cover science, history, sports, technology, philosophy or just about whatever subject comes to mind. Sometimes they look forward, other times they look back. They will not, however, take up a lot of your time and will be told in an interesting and accessible way. no Terence C. Gannon ntyessays@intellog.com When the War Came Home to Oregon https://www.ntyessays.com/017-when-the-war-came-home-to-oregon 0034a49a-bfc7-4a5b-993f-ea6e7b4ac9f5 Wed, 27 Sep 2017 11:00:00 -0600 Terence C. Gannon full Terence C. Gannon In the summer and fall of 1942, the submarine I-25 of the Imperial Japanese Navy launched a series of raids against the west coast of the United States. In September, air raids were launched from the sub. This is the surprising story of the pilot, Nobuo Fujita, and his relationship with the town near where the bombs were dropped. 19:58 no <h3>A 75 year old true story of courage, atonement and forgiveness.</h3> Nobuo Fujita was determined to bring his family’s katana with him 5,000 miles across the Pacific. The samurai sword had been passed from one generation to the next for over 400 years and accompanied Fujita on every important journey of his life. If samurai tradition was to be respected, he would eventually pass it down to his son. Fujita had a different plan, however. He had been invited by the Junior Chamber of Commerce—the Jaycees — to the 1962 Azalea Festival in their home town of Brookings, Oregon. This was an annual Memorial Day event for the town on the southern coast just north of the California border. Nobuo Fujita eventually accepted the invitation, and then whatever difficulties there would be transporting the katana. It was essential to his trip because he intended to present the sword to the people of Brookings as a gift of peace and friendship. If that plan didn’t work out, however, he would need the katana for another, equally important purpose: to commit <em>seppuku</em>, the hideous ritual suicide reserved for samurai who had brought shame on themselves... <span>Listen to the rest by clicking the play button, above. The text version of this essay can be found on Medium (https://medium.com/@TerenceCGannon/when-the-war-came-home-to-oregon-959463b4e62b) where it was originally published on September 26th, 2017.</span>

A 75 year old true story of courage, atonement and forgiveness.

Nobuo Fujita was determined to bring his family’s katana with him 5,000 miles across the Pacific. The samurai sword had been passed from one generation to the next for over 400 years and accompanied Fujita on every important journey of his life. If samurai tradition was to be respected, he would eventually pass it down to his son.

Fujita had a different plan, however. He had been invited by the Junior Chamber of Commerce—the Jaycees — to the 1962 Azalea Festival in their home town of Brookings, Oregon. This was an annual Memorial Day event for the town on the southern coast just north of the California border. Nobuo Fujita eventually accepted the invitation, and then whatever difficulties there would be transporting the katana. It was essential to his trip because he intended to present the sword to the people of Brookings as a gift of peace and friendship.

If that plan didn’t work out, however, he would need the katana for another, equally important purpose: to commit seppuku, the hideous ritual suicide reserved for samurai who had brought shame on themselves...

Listen to the rest by clicking the play button, above. The text version of this essay can be found on Medium where it was originally published on September 26th, 2017.

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A 75 year old true story of courage, atonement and forgiveness.

Nobuo Fujita was determined to bring his family’s katana with him 5,000 miles across the Pacific. The samurai sword had been passed from one generation to the next for over 400 years and accompanied Fujita on every important journey of his life. If samurai tradition was to be respected, he would eventually pass it down to his son.

Fujita had a different plan, however. He had been invited by the Junior Chamber of Commerce—the Jaycees — to the 1962 Azalea Festival in their home town of Brookings, Oregon. This was an annual Memorial Day event for the town on the southern coast just north of the California border. Nobuo Fujita eventually accepted the invitation, and then whatever difficulties there would be transporting the katana. It was essential to his trip because he intended to present the sword to the people of Brookings as a gift of peace and friendship.

If that plan didn’t work out, however, he would need the katana for another, equally important purpose: to commit seppuku, the hideous ritual suicide reserved for samurai who had brought shame on themselves...

Listen to the rest by clicking the play button, above. The text version of this essay can be found on Medium where it was originally published on September 26th, 2017.

]]> Return to Rocky Knoll https://www.ntyessays.com/016-return-to-rocky-knoll b7612b21-4263-4172-899b-6a33c56e17da Thu, 31 Aug 2017 16:00:00 -0600 Terence C. Gannon full Terence C. Gannon Sometimes you gain the most by taking the most away. Slope soaring model sailplanes is flight at its most minimal, enabled by nothing more than wind blowing up a hill. 7:08 no <h3>The simple joy of slope soaring.</h3> We had just about given up on a return to Rocky Knoll. Since our arrival on the Oregon Coast the wind had been blowing steadily from the southwest, which does not favour the slope which is about 10 minutes south of Yachats. But then, we were walking into the Green Salmon and looked up at their little wind turbine and — voilà — the wind had shifted to the northwest. After a short visit for their amazing coffee and baked goods, we packed ourselves and all the gear into the car and headed south. When we arrived, the wind was blowing in a perfect orientation to the cliff... <span>Listen to the rest by clicking the play button, above. The text version of this essay can be found on Medium (https://medium.com/@TerenceCGannon/return-to-rocky-knoll-17b53726fa17) where it was originally published on November 11th, 2016. (header photo and cover art by Michelle Klement)</span>

The simple joy of slope soaring.

We had just about given up on a return to Rocky Knoll. Since our arrival on the Oregon Coast the wind had been blowing steadily from the southwest, which does not favour the slope which is about 10 minutes south of Yachats. But then, we were walking into the Green Salmon and looked up at their little wind turbine and — voilà — the wind had shifted to the northwest. After a short visit for their amazing coffee and baked goods, we packed ourselves and all the gear into the car and headed south. When we arrived, the wind was blowing in a perfect orientation to the cliff...

Listen to the rest by clicking the play button, above. The text version of this essay can be found on Medium where it was originally published on November 11th, 2016. (header photo and cover art by Michelle Klement)

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The simple joy of slope soaring.

We had just about given up on a return to Rocky Knoll. Since our arrival on the Oregon Coast the wind had been blowing steadily from the southwest, which does not favour the slope which is about 10 minutes south of Yachats. But then, we were walking into the Green Salmon and looked up at their little wind turbine and — voilà — the wind had shifted to the northwest. After a short visit for their amazing coffee and baked goods, we packed ourselves and all the gear into the car and headed south. When we arrived, the wind was blowing in a perfect orientation to the cliff...

Listen to the rest by clicking the play button, above. The text version of this essay can be found on Medium where it was originally published on November 11th, 2016. (header photo and cover art by Michelle Klement)

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