Gold Beach, Oregon was the return address handwritten on the large manilla envelope, no name, just a post office box. She was certain she didn’t know anyone in Gold Beach or anywhere in Oregon, although a cousin she lost touch with long ago once worked for a summer in The Dalles. She left the envelope on a table in the front hall where it was buried beneath a growing stack of junk mail.
Months later, the unopened large manilla envelope from Gold Beach, Oregon was tossed into the recycle bin. She was forever denied the extraordinary treasures it contained.
