A couple decades back, pundits and comedians made hay with the news that new hammers at hardware stores were coming with a written warning about their dangers. But the joke was on us. The Fear and Hazard Racket is now big business, with governments at the local, state and national level cashing in on this message: Be afraid. Be very…
Poking into a sand dune last week, looking for shells, my niece uncovered a shark’s tooth. “Watch for pieces of eight and gold doubloons,” I told her, repeating something my mom, a tireless beachcomber, would say while we ambled along the Jersey shore, scouring the surf’s edge. My niece and I were at Ocean City, N.J., one of the dozen…
The 50th anniversary of the moon landing has me thinking of Johnny Dusik. Like NASA, Johnny wasn’t satisfied with just sending a ship into space and floating it back to Earth. Johnny had bigger dreams. Johnny was the boy genius of our neighborhood. At an age when the rest of us couldn’t remember the dinner hour, Johnny understood circuitry and…
The Haines Community Marching Band was all set to parade down Main Street on Independence Day when someone noticed rebellion in the drum section. We were scheduled to play an arrangement of “Yankee Doodle,” but the drummers hadn’t stuck their feathers in their caps and called it macaroni. In fact, their feathers weren’t anywhere near their caps. They were instead…
Good ships are built to withstand heavy seas. I once sailed as a merchant seaman on a ship on high seas in the Pacific, and I felt the ocean tossing around the 700-foot vessel beneath my feet. With each wave, the ship pitched up then down before righting itself and plowing into the next, oncoming swell. The effect was frightening…
There were blue skies and mountain views in Alaska last week, but you had to go to Tok to see them. I know because I drove from smoky Haines to hazy Anchorage and the town that bills itself as “Alaska’s Main Street” offered the only respite from the grey veil that descended on us. When Tok becomes our showcase, we’re…
There were blue skies and mountain views in Alaska last week, but you had to go to Tok to see them. I know because I drove from smoky Haines to hazy Anchorage and the gas station of a town that bills itself as “Alaska’s Main Street” offered the only respite from the grey veil that descended on us. When Tok…
One of our town’s most sublime experiences is a meal in the Hotel Halsingland dining room, followed by a drink in the bar perhaps and a walk around the Fort Seward Parade Grounds on a warm summer evening. For a short spell, a person can escape the grit, callouses and heartbreak that come with living year-round in a small town…
A mystery of consumer economics is that a new handle for a garden shovel in Haines costs $23, more than twice the $10 cost of a new shovel. Admittedly, a $10 shovel doesn’t come with a lifetime guarantee. Its blade is stamped out of cheap sheet metal, not forged from quality steel. Its bulky handle likely hides a core of…
What is it when tears well up and leak from us during moments of great emotion? And why are we so uncomfortable with this natural, biological function? I recently had cause to cry a lot, sometimes in public, and I was surprised by the reaction of those around me. An adult crying evokes a response in strangers that can be…