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The Ocean, Oh The Ocean

June 29, 2024 First Person ForeignArizona

The Beach. Oh, the beach. You can’t be a kid and love it, not if you grew up in Florida and got sunburns or accidentally wore tennis shoes to the beach and couldn’t leave when[…]

My Weekend with Brócoli

October 17, 2018October 17, 2018 First Person ForeignBlank Slate

On this quiet Sunday afternoon, I was sandwiched squarely between an older, sleeping man and a younger woman in bright coral and pink traje with plastic beading shouting across the neckline. I don’t love this[…]

Job Prodigy on Dude Mountain | Conversations in Alaska 25 of 50

September 9, 2016September 10, 2016 First Person ForeignAlaska

We were still driving to Dude. I guess all the meaty conversation started in the car on the way there. “So Chaz, what do you do in Seattle?” I hate that question. I really hate to[…]

Coming Out as a Vegan at the Mayor’s: Conversations in Alaska 30 of 50

September 8, 2016September 9, 2016 First Person ForeignAlaska

http://www.wheretheeaglewalks.com/ Joe Williams is the former mayor of Saxman and the Ketchikan Borough. I first noticed Joe when I saw him starting tours on the dock, wearing a hat with a feather and a beaded embellishment[…]

Conversations in Alaska: “I have no desire to be famous” 40 of 50

August 16, 2016August 16, 2016 First Person ForeignAlaska

My (new) Ketchikan friend and I did a play together (in July, last month). She is pretty and has long red curly hair (I think it’s naturally brown, but I digress). The first thing that[…]

Conversations in Alaska: “We saw each other from across the room,” 43 of 50

August 9, 2016August 9, 2016 First Person ForeignAlaska

“So how did you meet your girlfriend?” “Oh my gosh, I haven’t told you this story?” “I’m sure I’ve told you this story. Okay well forgive me if you have, you need to tell me[…]