Friday, October 1, 2010
In Haines, everybody knows everybody. I can picture many of the characters from those days and I suppose I was one of them. My best friend, Lisa, had two brothers and they all took turns working at their parents' hardware store located on the corner of Main and 2nd Street. I spent a lot of time hanging out on that corner. I had a little crush on Lisa's brother. He still lives there and I believe he now operates Haisler Hardware. After high school, Lisa and I exchanged letters once or twice a year. She married a local guy and they had 4 children. Lisa died from breast cancer about 8 or 9 years ago. She was the most beautiful person, inside and out. I can't think about Haines without thinking of her and the many, many "best" friends I had there.
I moved to Fairbanks, Alaska right after high school. I had never seen a traffic light nor a one-way street. Fairbanks might as well have been New York City. I digress.
My high school friend, Kathy, who lives in Juneau asks me every once in awhile if I miss living in Alaska. The answer is usually no. I don't miss the long, dark, cold winters. I don't miss mosquitoes. I don't miss over-priced, second-rate fruits and vegetables or expensive milk. But the truth is, I miss the clean air, mountains, and a way of life that is impossible to explain to anyone who has never lived it. I miss looking out my window to see moose standing in my yard. I miss those experiences that are unique to living in a place that a lot of people only dream of visiting.
I'm so happy our friends, Dorothy & Bob, got to take their Alaskan trip. Thank you, Dorothy. Your gift of this photo is more precious than you'll ever know. love, Susan
P.S. This is not the photo she gave me. This is downloaded from the internet.
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