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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Waiting for the Storm (s)

Waiting for the Storm (s)

So I was in bed this morning, and really, really tired, like four in the morning tired, when I rolled over and saw the clock reading 5:25.  On a Monday morning? Chip was also still in bed. He's usually up at 4:30, I follow him at 5:00. Trixie had nudged her way onto...

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Walter Hickel

There's plenty being written and spoken about the former governor, but I may be one of the few lucky people that know he began each day with a 'hip-hip-hooray.' In Alaska, and probably everywhere by now, Governor Walter Hickel may be best for remembered for his 'you...

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Famous Monday

Last year for Mother's Day my children sat me down and said they had a surprise, I was going to be a grandmother. I surprised them by asking which one was about to be a parent. At the the time my four daughters and one son were between 18 and 26. It seemed a...

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Kumbaya

 At least now when people say I'm a Kumbaya singing why-can't-we-all-get-along softie, they will be right. I sang Kumbaya today at Haines Assisted Living with Liz and her guitar and the folks that live there. It's a nice song, really, once you get past the whole...

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Nicknames and May Daze

We babysat Caroline Cooper last night, her dad calls her CC. We call our daughter Joanna Jeanne, JJ. This got me thinking of community nicknames. I think it is a Haines and Klukwan thing. Fireman Al, Alex the Shovel, Pizza Joe, Whoopie Sam, Leo the Logger. I wrote an...

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Good Art in Haines

 Went to John and Sharon Svenson's gallery opening Sunday and it was so artsy I felt like I was in New York City, only with more light and color. No one wore black, and there was no concrete, just lots of wood and windows and flashes of light off glass and silver. It...

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Firewood Elbow

So, my elbow and arm and hand have been killing me. It hurts to pick up a can of tomatoes and to type. (I am an ergonomic nightmare- two fingers pecking hunched over a laptop too high on my desk...) Anyhow, at Morning Muscles I was explaining my symptoms and Gina...

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