I stood in the unrelenting sunlight all day to load passengers to to go Annette Island. About 1,400 people live on Annette Island and every year they celebrate Founder’s Day (they were founded in 1887). It’s[…]
Category: Hard Thing
Healing in Alaska: Mourning amidst the Majesty
It is a radiant eruption of sunshine here in Ketchikan. It’s not common that I’ve seen days this bright, this beaming. The sun is undressed and the mountains are pied: green and brown and gray,[…]
Conversations in Alaska: “My Mother Wanted Me to Be a Hairdresser” 45 of 50
I have a coworker who is a septuagenarian (in her 70s), and a sassy one at that. She often drinks her coffee out of a steel contigo. Sometimes on the dock when we load one[…]
Conversations in Alaska: “I Sprayed Myself with Mace on Accident Once” 47 of 50
The three of us rode along in befuddlement but good spirits to drop Miranda home. You see, we all three walked into a cloud of powerful mace as we were going to The Asylum on the[…]
Crash and Grab vol. 1| Returning Home for a Wedding
So, Thursday May 26, I went home for a wedding. The travelers among you can understand the compunction of “going home for a wedding” or going to a destination wedding. Traveling for all weddings is[…]
Piles | The Onslaught of Change
I’m getting rid of so much of it, and I don’t consider myself a “stuff” gal. I’m not a clothes horse, I make regular excursions[…]
Nana | The Tough Goodbye, Atlanta
Hours ago, I sat across from Nana and told her. “Nana, I have to tell you something bad and I know you are not going to want to hear it.” Her eyebrows lowered, her face[…]