
These are pictures that didn’t fit neatly into the previous chapters, but represent the Alaskan experience or my father. Kind of a mishmash, but I feel a need to share them…
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These are pictures that didn’t fit neatly into the previous chapters, but represent the Alaskan experience or my father. Kind of a mishmash, but I feel a need to share them…
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Dad died suddenly while walking alone down the path to his beloved cabin. When I heard where and how he had passed I felt a profound sense of him having come home…
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I have a deep seated reluctance admitting to others I’m a writer. The rules of the written English language have bedeviled me most of my life. I’ve always enjoyed writing, but throughout my many years of schooling I was consistently told I lacked the proper writing skills. I couldn’t grasp the rules of punctuation – I just wrote.