Scott Swanson
It wasn’t until I went to visit my parents in Grants Pass last weekend that the reality of turning 50 really hit me.
I celebrated my half-century birthday a couple of weeks ago, with a lot less fanfare than my 40th. (That was when the police showed up at my birthday party. But that’s another story.)
It’s been a busy summer this year at the newspaper and at home and I hadn’t given…