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Cars, Cars, Everywhere

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I was at the front of a line of cars today here in suburban Philadelphia when the traffic light turned green, but there was no place for me to go. The lane I intended to turn into was backed up into the intersection where I sat. It was my first experience of gridlock – so many cars there is no…

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Sledding Toward 60

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We were walking up Tower Road, looking for friends with sleds. I am 58 years old and my companion is 62. I’ve been down south lately, I said to my friend, and I don’t think many 60-year-olds in my hometown are still out sledding. “Ah Haines,” he replied, “Where you can relive your childhood every day.” Indeed you can, and…

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Farewell to Buckwheat Donahue

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(A version of the below tribute was read at Skagway’s memorial celebration for the late Buckwheat Donahue, held Nov. 23, 2019. On the same evening, Lynn Canal Community Players in Haines dedicated the howl during its performance of “Lust for Dust” to Buckwheat, a passionate howler and generous supporter of KHNS and many local causes.) What kind of man drives…

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The Bathtub, the Dining Room and the Sunday Paper

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The house I grew up in was built with two accessories we seldom used as intended – a dining room and a large, porcelain bathtub. So small by today’s standards that such homes aren’t even built anymore, our house had one bathroom, three tiny bedrooms, a stand-up kitchen and a living room just big enough for a modest sofa and…

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On Missing John and Ray

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I am missing John and Ray these days. I am missing them like the grandfathers I never knew, or like a crochety uncle I did know. I am missing their visits to the newspaper office, with letters-to-the-editor in hand, or with musings on some local issue, or with questions about a meeting they missed or with a private opinion they…

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Whatever Happened to Mischief Night?

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During a recent visit to my hometown, I awoke on Halloween disappointed to find no toilet paper draped from our trees and none of our car windows streaked with soap. Mischief Night apparently is dead. Many adults, I’m sure, are glad for its passing but their relief is mistaken. It’s a worrisome sign when so much of our younger generation…

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Unnecessary War and the Library Book Sale

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What happens when a Trump supporter angers another Trump supporter? Nothing much. This herd is spooked, stampeding and losing numbers. No sense tripping up a fellow traveler. I witnessed the following spectacle Saturday afternoon at the public library in Media, Pa., and it says everything you need to know about Trump’s following. A crowd gathered in the library basement for…

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Jesus, Climate and Greta Thunberg

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“And Jesus went into the temple of God, and cast out all them that sold and bought in the temple, and overthrew the tables of the money changers, and the seats of them that sold doves, and said unto them, it is written, my house shall be called the house of prayer; but ye have made it a den of…

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Death to the Jumbotrons

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In a professional baseball game, the team that holds a lead of at least four runs after the sixth inning has more than a 95 percent chance of winning. The ruinous decline of standards in the United States is nowhere more evident than in the fact that I found the above statistic in a quick Internet search starting with the…

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Nothing Like the State Fair

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I missed the Southeast Alaska State Fair in Haines this year and had to settle for the big Alaska State Fair in Palmer, which offers junkier junk food, grown men in cowboy hats and a generous serving of Jesus in the form of booths offering ministry to the fallen. It’s a bit different than the Haines fair, which leans toward…

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