I’ve  been journeying the late 1960s. It’s not an everyday event, it’s intermittent – a pressure relief valve, as it were. Sometimes it helps to vent on paper. Sometimes it doesn’t. So I look around at what others do. I’m often more surprised by how people journal rather than their subject matter.

I often recall a late University of Oregon professor who willed his journal to the college. Graduate students from the School of Journalism hired a rental truck to fetch his work which was double-spaced, numbered pages generated on an Underwood upright. Each page was carefully returned, in order, to its 10-ream box as it was completed.

I don’t recall the exact number of boxes, but there were more than 40, totaling some 400,000 pages – perhaps as many as 50 million words.

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