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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“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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