By April Cohrs
I was 8 years old in 1980, living with my family in Tillamook. When we woke up, our entire county was covered in a thick layer of ash. One classmate thought it had snowed and told us she had tried making a snowman in her front yard! People began wearing facemasks (especially those who worked downtown) to reduce the dust intake. It was an unnerving time, living in an extended period that resembled black-and-white TV.