Spring Time In Alaska
Very young Patrick There is a land far to the north that in many ways seems disconnected from reality. When you live there it is like living on an island and news from the outside comes in snip-its that leave you at times questioning your involvement with the rest of the world. It is a magical place and I when I first came to know it, the largest city was still developing. Many roads were unpaved. Television was primitive. There were only three networks and shows would come up on tapes from Seattle with a two week delay. Try to avoid a Monday Night Football score for two weeks! The town was so news starved there were actually two news papers. How many cities these days can boast that? The people that lived there were as disconnected as the place. They seemed to all be running from something and everyone had a different and unique reason for their flight. Somehow in the self imposed exile there was company among strangers. Everyone seemed to revel in being different, be