By Ted Furlow
During the Christmas holidays, we visited my daughter in Medford, Oregon. I really went to see three of my grandchildren, and it was a wonderful trip, complete with snow and a white Christmas. One of the high points was taking the grandkids, Gabe, Katie and Annie, to breakfast at a local diner. The place was pinewood cozy, a little bit kitsch, a little bit old, and seriously Oregon.