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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The First Sunday in Advent & A Gift for You.

The First Sunday in Advent & A Gift for You.

  “To be hopeful in bad times is not just foolishly romantic… And if we do act, in however small a way, we don’t have to wait for some grand utopian future. The future is an infinite succession of presents, and to live now as we think human beings should live, in...

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Friday’s Thought

Friday’s Thought

I have been in Juneau for a few days visiting the kids, and now I'm in Kodiak. Last night I had a wonderful dinner with a book club full of women that have known each other a long time.  There was also a  Schnauzer/Poodle that looked like a terrier named Murphy who...

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Sunday’s Thought (And Smile)

Sunday’s Thought (And Smile)

"We each have an appointed time on this earth, so live as if your departure date is tomorrow. Hug your friends, tell your family you love them, praise God and open the champagne.Nothing is forever. Always err on the side of generosity."-- Carol Flegel, whose husband...

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A Sign?

A Sign?

When my old friend and neighbor Betty, moved into Haines Assisted Living, her niece cleaned out her house and sold it and some of us helped. Betty had been quite a gardender in her day, and her basement workbench was full of dirt and seedling trays and dry old...

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In Loving Memory

In Loving Memory

It's been a busy few days, as I was back at work writing an obituary for an old friend. Richard Flegel died Friday at the clinic from an aneurysm. He was 75 and had been struggling ever since heart surgery a few years back. The news still made me gasp. I am grateful...

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Sunday’s Thought

Sunday’s Thought

And what does the Lord require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God.  --- Micah 6:8      

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Another Good Reason to Swim

Another Good Reason to Swim

It rained, it seemed for nearly all of January. Finally, on Wedsnesday night the wind tugged the clouds apart revealing a slice of the moon and a star. I was listening to the radio, Tom and Britt were doing the folk show With Strings Attached, and talking away about...

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