I live and write on Lingít Aaní, and gratefully acknowledge the past, present and future caretakers of this beautiful place, the Jilkaat Kwaan and Jilkoot Kwaan.

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In the Spirit of September

In the Spirit of September

September 11 was Chip's birthday, and it is always a little odd, both remembering and celebrating. Still, one thing I choose to hold onto about the terrorist attacks twenty years ago, is that everyone who was trapped in the towers or the Pentagon or on the plane that...

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Breaking News

I never have breaking news, but this evening I do. Usually I'd save it for Duly Noted, but this is important and can't wait for the deadline or you'll miss it. Pizza Joe and Holly are getting married. Tomorrow! (Weds. August 25) at 5:00 pm right in the middle of the...

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Choosing Joy

 The party was in a lovely home, with timbers, cabinetry, tile, and furniture all crafted by local artists. Yukon songsters Nicole Edwards and Annie Avery played and sang in front of a colorful wall hanging of strutting purple and teal peacocks, some serious, others...

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Last Day of Summer

 I am glad it is raining, since I can't do much until my knee gets fixed (next Friday in Juneau) except laundry and closet cleaning. I could write, and I really should, but with all the family here that is harder than you'd think. I'm a day time writer, not a night...

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A Quick Question

 How did I raise my children without the 5-point child restraint strap and buckles system? I have just installed a car seat in my Subaru, but getting Caroline into it properly might take a NASA engineer. I think I may just stick with the stroller. That's not all....

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Berry Business

 Eliza says the berries in Juneau are huge -- like grapes-- and there are so many you can pick a gallon without moving. We are heading up the hillside this afternoon with a friend from Klukwan. I asked how Eliza found the great patch. In Haines, it would no doubt be a...

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Happy 100 Haines

 At the community picnic celebrating our town's centennial, I saw John Schnabel (he celebrated 90 years himself earlier this year.) He looked well and was very happy to be there. A little while later, over salads and hamburgers, his daughter Debra told me that her...

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