remember when the fires came to Oregon. It was September 2020, just two days after the birth of our son. We sat in the living room with our bags packed, multiple air purifiers running. Through the windows, we couldn’t see thirty feet to the edge of the backyard. The sky had turned a deep, unnatural copper. A layer of ash covered everything. In Clackamas County, one of the hardest hit, entire towns were wiped off the face of the earth.
