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So! Back in the fifties In the middle of Florida 5, let's see, no, 7, of us had been, caving, spelunking but that's another story. None the less, after spelunking, we all hopped in 2 cars to head back to campus. Now It was a hot day, so we'd left the

Fairbanks to Valdez, A couplet and a tease. Three hundred and fifty eight Smooth rough, worn or great Miles. Smiles. Fairbanks, a semi-arid plain Valdez, maritime , with rain. The road between through ranging mountains, Lakes and

In my old Jeep With the top down 140 or so miles south of Fairbanks driving a ridge from Delta to the edge Of Donnelly Flats. Pause And look at The flat, arrow straight ten miles Of road bisecting alpine tundra, Clear, absolutely unobstructed view

Tis the day after Christmas and all though the house, everybody was scurrying including the spouse. Stockings were scattered all over the floor, and St. Nick's sooty footprints led out through the door. The children are frantic and bouncing off walls,