Oregon post assisting with veteran homelessness

The American Legion

MAR 04, 2020

In 2018, American Legion Post 32 in Cottage Grove, Ore., was looking to sell a .16-acre parcel of land that it owned adjacent to the post. But the post wanted to make sure the land was used in the right way.

After connecting with the Homes for Good, Lane County’s housing agency that helps low-income residents with the logistics of affordable housing, the post has ensured that will happen.

This summer will see the completion of Legion Cottages, which will provide four tiny homes on the former Legion property that will be rented to low-income homeless veterans.

“We wanted to sell the property, but we wanted to put it to good use to see if we could put some tiny homes on there,” Post 32 Commander Steve Wesolowski said. “(Homes for Good) took the ball from there and figured out how to get four tiny homes on there. We sold them the property in the condition the homes would be used for veterans.

“There’s a big need for veteran housing, especially lower-income veterans. We figured this was a way we could help the veterans … and give the veterans to have access to our facility.”

During the construction Homes for Good has set up its trailer on the post’s property, while Post 32 is providing electricity for the project until power poles are installed in the area. Architecture students from the University of Oregon’s OregonBILDS program have helped with both the design and construction.

The cost for the project is $550,000, of which most was provided through grants, donations and loans. The homes are expected to be completed in June. The property on which Legion Cottages are being built will include shared parking, a common open space, and supportive services and case management through local partnerships.

Legion Cottages will be located across the street from Riverview Terrace, a large public housing affordable community managed by Homes for Good. The on-site manager and maintenance team will manage the new homes, and the veterans living in the tiny homes will have access to the Riverview Terrace’s laundry facilities, senior meals, game nights and potlucks.

And Post 32 also will be there for the veterans wanting to spend time with those who have shared the same experiences as members of the U.S. military, as well as those wanting help with potential Department of Veterans Affairs benefits. The post has a VA rep come to the post monthly to assist with claims.

“We’re hoping this gives (the Legion Cottages residents) a chance to better their lives and get stuff taken care of they don’t have access to right now or only have limited access to,” Wesolowski said. “It’s another chance to help these veterans.”


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About the Riders

American Legion Riders chapters are well known for their charitable work, which has raised hundreds of thousands of dollars for local children’s hospitals, schools, veterans homes, severely wounded servicemembers and scholarships. Since 2006, Riders nationwide have participated in The American Legion Legacy Run to annually raise money for the Legacy Scholarship Fund, established to provide scholarships to children of U.S. military personnel killed since Sept. 11, 2001.


In Garden City, Mich., in 1993, Chuck “Tramp” Dare and Bill “Polka” Kaledas, commander of American Legion Post 396, shared an idea to start a motorcycle enthusiasts association within the organization. The two longtime riders wanted an environment where Legion family members could come together to share a common love for motorcycles.

Dare and Kaledas wrote a letter to Michigan Department Adjutant Hubert Hess, sharing their idea. Hess replied that he liked the concept and wanted to pursue it. Later, he gave Kaledas and Dare instructions for managing the program at the post level. He also explained how they could be approved to use the American Legion emblem, and how to gain Membership’s support and recognition. At a regular meeting, Post 396 members passed a resolution for a new program to be known as the “American Legion Riders.”

Joined by 19 other founding members from their post, Dare and Kaledas were flooded with requests for information about their organization. They agreed to establish a central source for the Riders to ensure that chapters formed not as motorcycle clubs or gangs, but as Legionnaires and Auxiliary and SAL members joining to ride as Legion family.

Legion Riders today

Currently, over 110,000 American Legion Riders meet in over 2,000 chapters in every domestic department and in at least three foreign countries. Riders in Iowa have formed an honor guard called The Five Star Freedom Riders, and Riders in Mulvane, Kan., founded the Patriot Guard to protect the sanctity of military funerals from protesters. Riders in all states have escorted military units returning home from combat tours overseas, conducted massive cross-country fundraising events for wounded warriors from all services, and have raised millions of dollars for countless local, state and national charities. Many Riders, supported by their departments, conduct annual statewide Legacy Runs in direct support of American Legion scholarship progras of Operation Comfort Warriors (OCW), supporting our wounded servicemembers across the nation.  

True to the Legion’s grassroots tradition, each chapter manages its programs at the post level, where the best ideas are born. The Riders are part of many projects and events, including:

  • Rolling Thunder, the annual POW/MIA rally in Washington on Memorial Day weekend.
  • Annual regional rides such as Operation Wounded Warrior, sponsored by Riders in Nevada, Texas, New Mexico, Utah, Arizona, California and other Western states.
  • Local charity events in support of The American Legion and local communities.
  • Raising money for VA hospitals, women and children centers, children and youth centers, schools and other facilities.
  • Sponsoring or participating in motorcycle runs to benefit numerous charities.
  • Local memorial ceremonies and community parades.
  • The American Legion Legacy Run, an annual cross-country fundraising ride from National Headquarters in Indianapolis to the national convention city.
  • Riding to honor fallen military men and women, and to protect the sanctity of their funerals from those who would dishonor their memory.
  • Escorting military units to departure airfields and airports for combat tours overseas, and welcoming them home upon their return.


COVID- 19 & Post #134

Hello Friends,

In an effort to stay safe amidst Covid-19, Post 134 is closed until further notice. This pandemic is rapidly changing our lives and I encourage you all to follow guidance from the Center for Disease Control and World Health Organization. At the time of writing this, physical distancing is our best plan for slowing the spread of this illness. However, this is not the same as social distancing. During these times, I highly encourage social connection through means of electronic communication and phone calls. You can reach me personally at 312-722-8002. Give me, or any of our officers a call and keep in touch. With that in mind, our team wants to share the following:

1. It may be possible for us to arrange the pickup and delivery of food items for those who are unable to or find it unsafe to do so for themselves. Please let us know if you are in need of any assistance. Contact me via phone at 312-722-8002 or email at Unfortunately, we cannot pay for groceries. Groceries need to be paid for by the individual via cash, check, or electronic means, but we are happy to act as the logistics service for these goods.

2. Practice PHYSICAL distancing, not SOCIAL distancing. Buddy check your friends, family and fellow Post members.

3. Bike rides, runs, hikes, and healthy outdoor, distanced activities are still encouraged.

This is a whole new regime for the country. Keep your head up, help others and ask for help if you can use it. These are trying times, but we can persevere. I ask you all to be socially responsible, practice self care, and to remember that our community is strong.

Kind Regards,

Kevin Beasley
Post 134 Commander

War Stories – First Meeting

For those who could not make it to the Oregon Humanities sponsored War Stories group I’ve decided to put the material online. We had a full house and it was amazing. We had veterans of Vietnam, Cold War, Iraq, and Afghanistan as well as civilians with family members who fought in WWII and Vietnam. Family members with people in the military currently, and I was delighted to see that we had people who don’t have family members in the military; they just want to understand veterans more.

The first piece we spoke about was an excerpt from Sebastian Junger’s book Tribe:

In the fall of 1986, just out of college, I set out to hitchhike across the northwestern part of the United States. I’d hardly ever been west of the Hudson River, and in my mind what waited for me out in Dakota and Wyoming and Montana was not only the real America but the real me as well. I’d grown up in a Boston suburb where people’s homes were set behind deep hedges or protected by huge yards and neighbors hardly knew each other. And they didn’t need to: nothing ever happened in my town that required anything close to a collective effort. Anything bad that happened was taken care of by the police or the fire department, or at the very least the town maintenance crews. (I worked for them one summer. I remember shoveling a little too hard one day and the foreman telling me to slow down because, as he said, “Some of us have to get through a lifetime of this.”)

The sheer predictability of life in an American suburb left me hoping – somewhat irresponsibly – for a hurricane or a tornado or something that would require us to all band together to survive.

Something that would make us feel like a tribe. What I wanted wasn’t destruction and mayhem but the opposite: solidarity. I wanted the chance to prove my worth to my community and my peers, but I lived in a time and a place where nothing dangerous ever really happened. Surely this was new in the human experience, I thought. How do you become an adult in a society that doesn’t ask for sacrifice? How do you become a man in a world that doesn’t require courage?

Those kinds of tests clearly weren’t going to happen in my hometown, but putting myself in a situation where I had very little control like hitchhiking across the country seemed like a decent substitute. That’s how I wound up outside Gillette, Wyoming, one morning in late October 1986, with my pack leaned against the guardrail and an interstate map in my back pocket. Semis rattled over the bridge spacers and hurtled on toward the Rockies a hundred miles away. Pickup trucks passed with men in them who turned to stare as they went by. A few unrolled their window and threw beer bottles at me that exploded harmlessly against the asphalt. In my pack I had a tent and sleeping bag, a set of aluminum cookpots, and a Swedish- made camping stove that ran on gasoline and had to be pressurized with a thumb pump. That and a week’s worth of food was all I had with me outside Gillette, Wyoming, that morning, when I saw a man walking toward me up the on ramp from town. From a distance I could see that he wore a quilted old canvas union suit and carried a black lunch box. I took my hands out of my pockets and turned to face him. He walked up and stood there studying me. His hair was wild and matted and his union suit was shiny with filth and grease at the thighs. He didn’t look unkindly but I was young and alone and I watched him like a hawk. He asked me where I was headed.

“California,” I said. He nodded.

“How much food do you got?” he asked.

I thought about this. I had plenty of food along with all the rest of my gear and he obviously didn’t have much. I’d give food to anyone who said he was hungry, but I didn’t want to get robbed, and that’s what seemed was about to happen.

“Oh, I just got a little cheese,” I lied. I stood there, ready, but he just shook his head. “You can’t get to California on just a little cheese,” he said. “You need more than that.”

The man said that he lived in a broken-down car and that every morning he walked three miles to a coal mine outside of town to see if they needed fill in work. Some days they did, some days they didn’t, and this was one of the days that they didn’t. “So I won’t be needing this,” he said, opening his black lunch box. “I saw you from town and just wanted to make sure you were okay.”

The lunch box contained a bologna sandwich, an apple, and a bag of potato chips. The food had probably come from a local church. I had no choice but to take it. I thanked him and put the food in my pack for later and wished him luck. Then he turned and made his way back down the on ramp toward Gillette.

I thought about that man for the rest of my trip. I thought about him for the rest of my life. He’d  been generous, yes, but lots of people are generous; what made him different was the fact that he’d taken responsibility for me. He’d spotted me from town and walked half a mile out a highway to make sure I was okay. Robert Frost famously wrote that home is the place where, when you have to go there, they have to take you in. The word “tribe” is far harder to define, but a start might be the people you feel compelled to share the last of your food with. For reasons I’ll never know, the man in Gillette decided to treat me like a member of his tribe. This book is about why that sentiment is such a rare and precious thing in modern society, and how the lack of it has affected us all. It’s about what we can learn from tribal societies about loyalty and belonging and the eternal human quest for meaning.

It’s about why— for many people — war feels better than peace and hardship can turn out to be a great blessing and disasters are sometimes remembered more fondly than weddings or tropical vacations. Humans don’t mind hardship, in fact they thrive on it; what they mind is not feeling necessary. Modern society has perfected the art of making people not feel necessary.

It’s time for that to end.

I wanted to talk about some specific ideas he brings up in this piece. Mainly, “How do you become an adult in a society that doesn’t ask for sacrifice? How do you become a man in a world that doesn’t require courage?” 

We spoke about the human animal. Are we wired to be self destructive? Do we have any rites of passages in our modern society. This idea kept coming up all night.

Paul Dage, a Vietnam veteran who will soon lead his own discussion group soon in the Eugene area, asked about the definition of true courage. Is the brave man who is more willing and able to run into danger have more courage than the coward who despite his nature runs in to help?

The second piece we spoke about is one of my favorite war poems of all time:

Dulce et Decorum Est


Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,

Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,

Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs,

And towards our distant rest began to trudge.

Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots,

But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;

Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots

Of gas-shells dropping softly behind.

Gas! GAS! Quick, boys!—An ecstasy of fumbling

Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time,

But someone still was yelling out and stumbling

And flound’ring like a man in fire or lime.—

Dim through the misty panes and thick green light,

As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.

In all my dreams before my helpless sight,

He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.

If in some smothering dreams, you too could pace

Behind the wagon that we flung him in,

And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,

His hanging face, like a devil’s sick of sin;

If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood

Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,

Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud

Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,—

My friend, you would not tell with such high zest

To children ardent for some desperate glory,

The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est

Pro patria mori.

We spoke more about how the military makes people go in the CS gas chamber still today more than “The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est Pro Patria Mori” which translates to it is sweet and fitting to die for one’s country. But the idea of adulthood and rites of passage did come up again.

We were able to get one more poem in before we had dinner (Jonathan Oak made Sloppy Joes!).

The Prey

By Adil Abdullah (translated by Soheil Najm)

Like a flock of eagles on their wounded prey

The furies have descended on Iraq

In spite of all their hatred for each other.

Each night they return to their lairs

Under the wing of darkness,

Oblivious to the blood

That smears their mouths.

But shame will seize their souls

When they discover, in the morning light

The prey they feasted on last night

Was the flesh of their own children.

This is a powerful contemporary poem about our current war in Iraq. We spoke about the symbolism of the “Like a flock of eagles” and the powerful line “Oblivious to the blood/ That smears their mouths.” And of course the end “But shame will seize their souls/ When they discover, in the morning light/ The prey they feasted on last night/ Was the flesh of their own children.”

This was even more powerful knowing that we had two Jordanian born people in our group.

After that we ate food together. At around 8:10 our guest speaker, the new artistic director for Profile Theatre, Josh Hecht spoke about his upcoming writing workshops and invited us all to be a part of it. Profile Theatre is partnering with the Writers Guild of America to tell veterans’ stories.

Josh ended the night. All and all it was a great night filled with poetry, healthy discussion, and food and drink. We didn’t get to all of the poems I had printed out, but in case you are interested here they are:

God’s Money

By Adnan Al-Sayegh (translated by Soheil Najm)

On Al-Hamra’a street

The religious man passes with his prayer


The pauper passes with his barefoot dreams

The politician passes, full of schemes

The intellectual passes, lost in thought

Everyone passes in a rush, and pays no mind

To the beggar on the sidewalk, poor and blind

Only the rain is dropping in his palm

To God outstretched.

Tomorrow the War Will Have a Picnic

By Abdul Razaq Al-Rubaiee (translated by Sadek

Mohammed, written on the eve of the U.S. attack on

Baghdad in 2003)

Tomorrow the war will have a picnic:

Decorate the hospitals with medicines, bandages

And sharp lancets.

Tomorrow the war will have a picnic:

Dust off the graves

And dig fresh ones—

War detests the smell of rotting corpses.

Wash up with mud, then

Brush your teeth white so they’ll gleam

In the darkness of its pompous entourage.

Throw fragile joys out of your heart—

War has no use for bubbles or balloons.

Tomorrow the war will have a picnic:

Prepare your bodies for pain

Your limbs for amputation.

War’s affection is heavy-handed—

It loves to mess with your body.

Tomorrow the war will have a picnic:

Abandon delicacy

And laughter.

War does not like chocolates

Or kissing in public—

These things are not good for the heart

Of the war

Which is having a picnic tomorrow.

Empty the salty streams

From the faucets of your eyes.

The war’s blood pressure is high,

Its arteries hard,

So it doesn’t like salt in its food,

Or on your cheeks.

Tomorrow the war will have a picnic:

Break mothers’ hearts now,

So the force of their tears won’t expand,

Cracking the crust of the earth,

Nor sleeping volcanoes erupt

Inside our chests.

Tomorrow the war will have a picnic:

Turn off the moon hanging over the roof

So it won’t dim the tracers and flares

That light up war’s path.

Let death come in beauty and comfort, soft

As a pillow of angel’s feathers.

Tomorrow the war will have a picnic:

Let’s close the parks,

The gardens,

The flowered balconies,

To allow it to stroll at its ease.

Sweep those big, messy clouds from the sky

So they won’t get airplane wings all wet

And swerve them from precise, pinpointed


Tomorrow the war will have a picnic:

Plant flowers,

For graveyards will grow.

And besides, they will cheer up the dead

Who will hang in garlands from our necks,

Awaiting the Judgement Day.

Tomorrow the war will have a picnic:

Store water, bread, and air.

Because the war gets hungry now and then,

And if our tender bodies aren’t enough to

satisfy it—

Our childish pranks, our innocence, our


It will be compelled to eat the buildings,

Bodies sleeping in graves,

Books, streets and biscuits.

It will be forced to eat unshakable mountains,

Statues and stones—

Anything to feed its body of smoke,

Bullets and shrapnel.

Tomorrow the war will have a picnic:

We must go out to meet it—

Out of our bedrooms, our

Schools, barbershops, public libraries,

Mosques, shelters, One Thousand Nights and

a Night,

Caves, post cards, fields, graves, trenches,

Bread bags, soft drink bottles,

Al-Tawhidi’s Isharat, tooth brushes,

Ibn Malik’s Alfiyah, Rawdhat Aljinan, family


Cradles and news bulletins.

We have to come out from our

Skins and our milk names to meet it,

And join its parade

To the Al-Sallam graveyard.

Tomorrow the war will have a picnic:

Abandon delicacy,






Cups of tea and milk,

Classroom desks,

And what’s left of dreams

Splintered in corners.

No more chocolate,

No more kissing in public—

Things like these

Are not good for the health of the war,

Which is having a picnic tomorrow.

If you would like to be a part of our next discussion group, please come out. It’ll be on the first Tuesday of January, at Post 134 (2104 NE Alberta Street, Portland Oregon 97211), at 6:30pm. I hope to see you there. Free, all ages (mature conversation), and dinner!

Help a Veteran for Christmas

Post 134 adopts veterans for Christmas. We’ve been doing this for years and this year while we are still adopting a veteran and his family, we are also adopting a few single veterans. We always love to help entire families, but we don’t want to exclude veterans in need because they aren’t married.


Ryan and “Lew” are two Marines with ten tours and two Purple Hearts between them. That’s right, they have five combat tours each that include both the Iraq and Afghanistan War. These men fought bravely and valiantly on the battlefield. They are home now going to school trying to transition back into society and they are bettering themselves. The live on very tight budgets and they’d never ask anything from us for themselves, but they’ve given so much. Let’s help them make it through the holidays. We are asking for Fred Meyers gift cards and food for Ryan’s service dog Athena.

The family we’ve adopted sent us their Christmas list:

Jordan is 17 boy, I asked him what he wanted for Christmas and he said he would really love some shoes or maybe  some new pants. My kids are awesome they never ask for much. My son wears 2x top, 34 /34 pants and size 13 shoes.

Justice is 13 girl, I asked her what she wanted for Christmas and she would love some more littlest pet shop figures and accessories. She would also love new clothes, anything is great with her! She wears adult sizes… M top, size 7 pants and size 8 shoe.

Marquites  is 3 boy, and he loves anything paw patrol and bubble guppies and marvel hero’s.  He has plenty of clothing but no wet boots or wet coat to play in ” da rain mommy”….. he is really easy to please. He likes power Rangers too!

Mio is only 9 months old boy, so he would appreciate anything age appropriate. He really enjoys noise making toys and he is currently trying to walk, so he is a ball of fire!

My husband and I don’t really need anything this holiday season, just for children to be happy!

Maybe if you could you give us an idea of an organization that could help us with our car payment and maybe some diapers I would greatly appreciate it.

Please drop off anything you can at the post. On top of getting presents for the kids and gift cards for the adults, we try to give them Christmas dinners. We have three turkeys at the post already, everything else would be appreciated. We want to get them everything the week before Christmas. Drop off or mail what you can to 2104 NE Alberta Street, Portland, Oregon 97211. If you would like to send a check, write it out to Post 134. Thank you, Merry Christmas, and Happy Holidays.

Post updates for Oct/Nov

Hello, Post 134!

Our floors are laid and varnished, come by and see them if you haven’t yet! The final topcoat process began Monday, and will take several days– we’ll be open again Saturday. Big thanks to Joe Duckworth for making this happen! We absolutely couldn’t have done it without him. Joe is a man of many talents– we will be holding a release party for his book about his experience as a soldier on November 4th from 6:00pm-8:00pm. Post Commander Sean and Vice Commander John will be cooking up hot dogs and hamburgers on the grill, please come by to support a valued member and enjoy some tasty eats!
Replacing the floors was an expensive undertaking, even though were we lucky enough to have Joe’s help– but Sally Lehman and Jessica Standfiird, valued Auxiliary members, sold baked treats and handmade scarves and caps outside the Post for four days while the floors were going in, raising eight hundred dollars! We are close to our costs, but not quite there– ideas about fundraising are appreciated, especially as our next step may be the bar remodel, which will be more costly.
On Saturday the 15th, we had a very successful food and clothing drive, assisted by local artist and friend of the Post Ron Mason Gassoway, who lined up a night of great music: Cambrian Explosion, Young Hunter, Black Ferns, Woolen Men, Galaxy Research, Banimal Masonique, Pillow Horse Quail, and Dr. Something put on a wonderful show, and their fans each donated one item at the door (some donated cash as well). Ron always collects food donations for us at the shows that he’s booked at our hall in the past, but the clothing donations collected this time were truly impressive– it took several hours just to fold and bag the mountain of jackets, socks, and so much more! Clothing donations are being distributed to local charities, with some set aside to be on hand. Many people brought food as well, and our pantry is filling up again. We’re so pleased to be developing a positive relationship with so many local artists, all of whom want to help out. It’s wonderful to see so many people giving their time and resources to make a difference for veterans in their community. Of course, the need is constant, especially as the holidays approach, so if you have anything that you’d like to give or ideas about best distributing what we have, contact this email address.
On that note, we have several holidays on the horizon! First up is Halloween: as we do every year, we’ll be participating in Trick or Treat Alberta Street from3:30pm to 6:00pm on Monday the 31st. We’ll be doing some set-up on Sunday, so come by at  or after 10am on Sunday the 30th if you’d like to help. We are also in dire need of candy, if history is any guide– we ran out twice last year! If you’re able to, keep an eye out for good deals and bring donations by during bar business hours. While delicious homemade treats will certainly be enjoyed by the adults, many parents are not comfortable giving their children unsealed goodies, so bear that in mind.
For Veterans Day this year, we’ll have our usual Open House and Potluck in the afternoon, and in the evening, the official release party for the 2015 War Stories Anthology!
War Stories is a reading and discussion group about the experience and effects of war sponsored by Oregon Humanities via the National Endowment for the Humanities’ Standing Together initiative, which seeks to promote understanding of the war experience in order to support veterans. This year, it will run from December through May on the first Tuesday of each month from 6:30pm to 8:30pm. To learn more about the program and how to participate, visit the Oregon Humanities website [Link].) Participants receive complementary texts about war, writing supplies, and a meal at each session, and are encouraged to produce writing of their own, some of which is complied into an anthology. The 2015 anthology will be available for purchase at the Veteran’s Day release, and also in both paperback and digital versions from Amazon. [Link] We’ll have live music that evening as well; bands are currently TBD.
Following Veteran’s Day, we’ll be having our usual Thanksgiving Dinner at the Post, on Thursday, November 24th. it’s time to start coordinating! Stop by the Post to sign up for a dish. Last year, we received seven turkey donations, I wonder if we can top that this year?
Finally, Christmas is on the horizon! Every year the Post selects two (or more) families to buy gifts for– typically, these are the families of veterans who are experiencing hard times around the holidays. If you have any recommendations, or would like to donate, please email this address:
We certainly enjoy the literary arts at Post 134– there are currently seven reading series operating out of the Post: Legion Readers, Cats in a Dumpster, Songbook PDX, Grief Rites, 2cent Tuesdays, Corporeal Writers, and Discomfort Zone. Together, they form the Post 134 Curators, a group of writers and artists who use our space to gather and share their craft. Recently, they held their first awards ceremony, and our Post now has an official Poet Laureate, Kate Gray, and Writer in Residence, Matthew Robinson. Congratulations on your success, Kate and Matt, enjoy those trophies! if you’re curious about this “slush pile” of series, come to the Slush Pile Reading on Wednesday, October 26th  at the Post from 7pm to 10pm [Facebook event link]. OPB’s April Baer will be attending, working on a story about our community.
As some of you are aware, we recently helped three of our members travel to Haiti to assist with hurricane aid. Seth Grant, Damon Faust, and Kevin Pannell made the trip as part of the nonprofit Remote Emergency Training Solutions (RETS, [Facebook link]), a group that seeks to train local citizens proper medical procedure in order to enable rapid and effective disaster response. We would like to expand this program, and hope to work with the national American Legion organization to fund more trips and better supplies.
Our next Post Meeting will be November 13th at 3:30pm. We hope to see you there!
Goodness, what a long bulletin this turned out to be! To wrap it up, here is a brief summary of upcoming events:
October 20th: Open Mic Night
October 22nd: Live Music–Guts, Noise Brigade, and Wired for Havoc
October 26th: Slush Pile Reading
October 27th: Douglas’ Open Mic
October 29th: Live Music– Purple Frankie, Husky Boys, and Quone
October 30th: Halloween Set Up, followed by LGBT Trivia Night
October 31st: Alberta Street Trick or Treat 3:30- 6:00pm
November 1st: Wounded Warrior Project Peer Mentor Support Group
November 3rd: Open Mic Night
November 4th: Joe Duckworth Book Release Party, followed by Bingo
November 5th: Live Music– Grasshopper Convention
November 7th: Grief Rites Reading
November 9th: Legion Readers
November 13th: Workshop for Sexual Assault Survivors, followed by Post Meeting
Emma Willingham
Second Vice, Auxiliary Unit 134
American Legion Post 134
2104 NE Alberta St
Hours: 4pm to approximately 10pm (call to check)

Post 134 10/14-10/21 2016

Clothing Drive.jpg

Tonight at Post 134 we are holding a food and clothing drive. Bring any can goods you can spare for families and shelters in the area. Admission is free if you are a member or if you bring some food or clothing.

cropped-cropped-post134-header1-e14462402473051.jpgThis Wednesday we have Karaoke.

Thursday we have our 2 Cents – Open Mic Night

Friday is BINGO!


Hope to see you at one of our events!

This Week @ Post 134 9/19 to 9/25

We’ve had some changes at the post and we’re trying to be more involved in our community as well as getting our community more involved in our post. We want you to come down to Post 134 and be a part of the great things we do there.

Here’s what is going on at the post this week:

Tuesday, September 20th – Our weekly poker night with members from Post 1.

Wednesday, September 21st – Karaoke! (Free)

Thursday, September 22nd – Douglas’s Open Mic Night!

Friday, September 23rd – Live Music by Honey bucket, Mope Grooves, White Glove, Mr. Wrong, Conditioner (PoC Vince Skelly)

Saturday, September 24th – Live Music by Astral Whatever

 Sunday – LGBTQ Trivia Night
There will be a film crew filming all throughout the weekend as well for a short independent film.

In other news:

Food Pantry-

we are restocking our food pantry for the community. If you have some extra food, please bring it in. If you need some food, come in and take what you need no questions asked.

Post 134 Press

– We are now a press. More information on that will be coming soon. Our first publication will be the Oregon Humanities sponsored War Stories Anthology for 2016. We will have copies by Veteran’s Day. The anthology will have stories from the participants from our veterans group as well as veterans from across the country. It will be for sale at the post and Another Read Through on Mississippi Street.


– We will be ripping up the old floor and putting new flooring down on October 6th. We will need help. So if you or someone you know is of able body and can help, we will be working on it from the 6th – 11th.

Membership Drive

There are a million reasons to join Post 134 and you don’t have to be a veteran to do so. If you are a veteran it is $40 a year. If you are a son, grandson, great grandson (pretty much if one of your ancestors were a veteran) you can join the Sons of American Legion and that is $20 for the first year and $40 for the years after that. If you are a woman married to a veteran or you’re the daughter, granddaughter, et cetera, it is $40 a year.

We at Post 134 don’t like the antiquated membership gender binary structure. We are doing what we can to change it nationally. Our post is the first American Legion post in the nation to sign up a woman who now identifies as a man to our Sons of American Legion group as well as the first to sign up a man who does not identify as any gender for our Auxiliary. We need new members so we can change the system.