Yard Sales and Road Trips

Next Sunday I leave for California...time with family and Father's Day with my father.  Doug will stay here...Home Alone....hmmm? When I get back, we are having a yard sale...maybe, possibly. I believe yard sales are hard work and generally not worth the effort...would much rather give things away.  In fact, I have been known to say "sure …

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Ties that Bind …. God, Family, Country

This morning I was searching for a quote related to soldiers and somehow ended up HERE.....good reading. An interesting article by Eric Hartley of the Capital Gazette, Maryland, recounts the story of a man who found a letter written by his great-great-grandmother, Esther Thayer, stuck in the back of an old pocket Bible. The Bible was carried  …

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The End and the Beginning …..1st of series

My first meeting with Doug he talked about living in Alaska.  But he talked then (as he talks now) about a lot of things.  I didn't give it much importance.  Personally, life was good.  We bought our first home a couple of years earlier, had a beautiful 2 year old son, had just found out our second child was on the way....plus I'd …

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Dan Bronson…”Nothin’ but the best” ……….

I've been thinking a lot about my grandfather today.  It's his birthday.  He was a cowboy and a truck driver.  In his mind, his family deserved "nothin' but the best" ...and it was evident in how he cared for all of us. I had the privilege of seeing him rock each one of my children …

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Doug’s Big Bite

During our first couple years of marriage, Doug racked up an impressive 64 stitches, two front teeth knocked out and an assortment of casts and slings.....this was just from playing ice hockey.  There was more trauma, but we don't have time here. Before marrying Doug I had never seen the inside of an emergency room....afterward.... it was …

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Tiny Sourdoughs…not the food kind

We raised tough kids...they had to be...just to survive us. Technically, the small versions of Ian and David didn't qualify to be called real Alaskan Sourdoughs.  But I wouldn't tell them that...  They were there every step of the way as we hacked our way thru the overgrown woods and helped Fred make our house more …

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FRED

I grew up where you locked your doors and didn't talk to strangers.  Although we'd lived in Alaska for three years before moving to Chugiak, I still clung to many of my big city attitudes. The problem with that (not talking to strangers in particular) is it's tough to survive an inhospitable environment without a little help …

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Chugiak House

Would you believe this guy if he told you he'd found a great house on eight acres, close in to Anchorage and all for only $25 bucks a month?? Yah, neither would I... if my head was on straight. But it wasn't. So I did. I'm sure you're wondering ...what kind of house do you get …

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“it’s safe to move about the cabin”

My youngest son turned 29 last week and it reminded me how much I hate flying.  Conversely, I flew a lot last week and that always reminds me of Daniel. Does it not occur to anyone but me how unnatural it is to hurtle thru space in a metal object?  And while you're up there …

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