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A Hooligan Among Hooligans

 A postcard from a walk with my dog Forte on the Chilkat flats in Hooligan season. (Hooligan, or is it Hooligans? Are a smelt-like fish that this year have run in the millions up the Chilkoot and Chilkat Rivers.)


Goings On About Town

It is a busy time, everything, it seems, gets jammed into May. Tonight at 6:30 is the K-4 spring concert in the elementary school gym. The littlest musicians have been practicing since Christmas, and I hear that there will be lots of drumming. How fun is that? Plan on arriving early to see the all school art show, the exhibit is hung throughout the school and is up until May 13th. Also, the Haines Visitor Center presents a "Night for Tourism" from 6-9 at the Bald Eagle Foundation and the Gold Rush Alaska stars will be there. Jack and Todd and the guys are back for another season.

A Special Sauce

For Mother's Day my family washed the windows and put the screens in and JJ cooked dinner. She made  a seafood and vegetable pasta. JJ, unlike her mother, follows recipes. When Sarah, the baby, Brian, and their dog Madi arrived, Sarah said, "it smells great." Then she looked in the pot and asked what was in it. JJ said vegetables, salmon and clams. I looked up. Sarah smiled. "Clams? Why clams?" JJ said the recipe called for them."I'm  allergic to clams," Sarah said. "So am I," I said. "Funny," JJ said. She thought we were kidding. Sarah took a taste. "Nope. Can't eat it.

Gold Rush Alaska Tour News

A quick note for fans of the popular Discovery channel show who have contacted me about seeing the real thing here in Haines. There's some good news. You can visit John Schnabel and his grandson Parker's Porcupine Creek gold mine this summer (and no doubt peek across the creek at the TV mine), courtesy of local guide Joe Ordonez.


A Good Nurse and a Good Teacher

 I just got my test results back from the health fair, and they reminded me of a story I wanted to share with you. My blood was drawn by Nurse Shelly, who sometimes has a purple streak in her white hair, but that day it was colorless. When I looked away before she jabbed me, she asked if I was okay. "Yes, I just can't look is all," I said. She said, "me neither, but one of us has to." She's pretty funny.  When we were done she asked that I stay with her until she labeled everything, just to be sure there would be no mix-ups later.

A New Day Dawning

On September 11, 2001 I wished my husband happy birthday and made some coffee. We were up early getting ready for a bike ride, and Chip turned the TV on. That's when we saw live (with the time change) that awful attack on the World Trade Center, and then watched (or tried not to) with horror as the news came in about the Pentagon and the flight over Pennsylvania, and all of it. I thought it was end of the world.  My husband and our friend Steve, who came over from across the road and hadn't heard the news yet, didn't.

Sunday's Thought

This Sunday's thought comes from Anna Quindlen:

"You are the only person alive who has sole custody of your life. Your particular life. Your entire life. Not just your life at a desk, or your life on the bus, or in the car, or at the computer. Not just the life of your mind, but the life of your heart. Not just your bank account, but your soul. People don't talk about the soul very much anymore. It's so much easier to write a resume` than to craft a spirit."




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