This is quite a change in attitude from the Eugeneans of any importance. As an example, a motel I drove by on the way to work put out their flags when the coalition went into Kuwait. They were gone that evening, because it was reported to me by people I knew at the city where I had worked that it was an illegal display of the American flag. They were on the public easement. When our National Guard unit came back I went to the airport to greet them and could not enter the terminal until I put my small American flag back in the truck. The police said I might use it as a weapon.
Portland is so much worse, and I have sworn off going there for decades now.
I was born and raised in Portland and went to school in Eugene for a few years in the mid-70s (though I finished my B.S. in Corvallis years later). I worked four fire seasons on the Ochoco NF, including three on the Prineville hotshot crew, so I have spent some time around Redmond too. (Was the Mexican restaurant El Juan still in business when you moved there?)
I miss Oregon sometimes, though I know that I’m really missing the times of 40 or 50 years ago. Now that all of my family has died or moved away from Portland, I’ll probably never see the place again. I never did stay in touch with any childhood friends, and I don’t do Facebook at all, ever.