James Mouritsen, UT
Critically Acclaimed Writer
James Mouritsen has been asking questions and writing stories ever since he could read. Over the decades, his writing skills and inquisitive passion for knowledge have grown. Through jobs in law, writing, and teaching he has developed a deep appreciation of the written word, written well.. Essentially, he loves to share fascinating stories with all sorts of audiences, whether online or in print, virtually or live. Wherever there are people there are adventures, and James aims to tell them well.
As a Story Terrace writer, James interviews customers and turns their life stories into books. Get to know him better by reading his autobiographical anecdote below.
Salt Water Days
Along the edge of the Pacific Ocean, 30 miles south of California’s border with Oregon, a distinctive curve of coastline makes a nice harbor and gives a town its name. Officially founded in 1854,Crescent City was already a thriving hub of commercial activity. The town processed the catch of fleets from the Pacific and hosted lumber crews hauling down and milling redwoods from the surrounding coastal hills.
My story begins in 1966 at Seaside Hospital with its rows of windows facing the sea and surf. By that time, the logging and fishing industries in Del Norte County had slowed considerably, but the town held on with tourism and tenacity. The hospital was replaced years later by an apartment building, to make economic use of prime beachfront real estate.
As the youngest of Bob and Norma’s seven children, I found ways to occupy myself while my older siblings and parents were busy with other things. I loved digging in the dirt, gardening, climbing the cliffs above the beach, and discovering stones that stood out among the millions scattered along the shoreline a block from my home. With my brother and friends, I raced through the quiet streets of the little coastal town on my bike.
My life changed at 15 when my family traded the small town with its cool salty sea air for a mid-size metropolis next to a big salty lake.
Beneath the rocky peaks of Utah’s Wasatch Mountains, I came to love snow skiing for half the year and scrambling over granite boulders in summer. I soon discovered even more diverse terrain as I ranged further afield to the colorful rock canyons of southern Utah and into the salt deserts and mountains west of the Great Salt Lake, yet I still miss the fresh sea air of my little coastal home, faraway on the edge of the sea.
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