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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November 9, Windy & Wet on the Chilkat

November 9, Windy & Wet on the Chilkat

Do not be daunted by the world's grief. Walk humbly now. Do justly now. Love mercy now. - Shapiro Nov. 9, Thursday. 7:30-8:30am walk (sunrise, such as it is, was at 7:40 today) 45 degrees, rain, winds SE 16 mph with gusts to 28mph at the airport. That's just a few...

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Back to Moose Hunting like Normal

I keep catching myself saying, "I just want my normal life back." Then, I imagine that I can wake up and workout, have a nice breakfast with Chip, chat with you all a minute, then walk the dog, make my third and final cup of coffee for the day, get to re-writing that...

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What’s Happening Besides Moose Hunting?

  I had a note yesterday from our neighborhood basketball star, former  UAA standout Kyle Fossman, who asked if there was anything happening in Haines besides the annual moose hunt (it opened yesterday and will last about three weeks), then he said he has just signed...

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Sunday’s Thought from Anna Quindlen

"I could recite parts of the Baltimore Catechism in my sleep. Do I believe those words? I don't know. What I do believe are those guidelines that do not vary from faith to faith, that are as true of Judaism or Methodism as they are of Catholicism: that people should...

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A Lot Going On in Haines. It Must be September.

It's Chip's 58th birthday today, and of course it's hard not to recall the day when his birthday became one of those benchmarks of history. It was sunny then, a beautiful morning, and we were getting to ride our bikes when he turned on the news and we saw the fire in...

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So Long Old Friend

It was always hard to get a picture of Phoebe, as she kept her distance, yet was always nearby. She has been pretty sick for four or five days, and this morning she died. She was about sixteen, maybe seventeen. Three digits in dog years. She occupied our home during a...

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Sunday’s Thought

"Where saints and angels dwell above, All hearts are knit in holy love; O bind in us that heavenly chain, Give peace, O God, give peace again." -- The hymn "O God of love, O King of peace" , words by Sir Williams Henry Baker, and others. (This verse was first sung in...

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