“Who would ever want to live in Grand View?” I remember having this uncharitable thought the first time I saw the town. It was 1976 and I was a senior at Oregon’s Vale High School, on my way home from a science club field trip to the Bruneau Sand Dunes and the Bruneau Canyon overlook. We stopped at the gas station on top of a low hill above Grand View and as I gazed at the town and the giant feedlot beyond the Snake River, I thought it looked like a hard place to live. Continue reading →