As I imagine future generations will want to erect a statue in my honor, I thoughtfully posed in advance to ease the design process. I was thinking it could be 200 feet tall and sit where the Willamette flows into the Columbia, turning so I’m always facing the sun. Statues of my pets could rise and fall in the river in the order we lived together, so that Templeton’s ears would break the surface of the water at sunrise, followed by Scout’s a while later. When Templeton descends back into the river, Emma and Sam would start to rise, and so on.
In this picture I’m in front of Mount Rainier, but don’t put the statue there, that would be a little ostentatious.