posted on May, 5 2017 @ 07:46 PM
The closest my family ever got was a small town outside of Bellingham called Deming Washington. It was 1963 and I was still filled with wonder and
imagination. Fast forward to 1994... I spent Spring, Summer and Fall in Anchorage with my Eskimo friend. We saw the parts of Alaska tourists never
Fast forward again to 2004 and Again April to September in Anchorage. This time my Eskimo friend introduced me to his cousin.... Sarah Palin on a trip
from Anchorage to Homer with a Corvette club raising monies for Ronald McDonald house.
In that ten years, some of the glaciers I had seen in 94 had vanished by 04.
But I digress, This song played often in our home, my Dad and Uncles dreams
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