Author Archive for: ‘Arthur Sandstrom’
Brief Interlude at the Bookstore or Apropos of Nothing Much
Back to the coffee bar where I was behind only one adult who didn’t know what she wanted but was finally cajoled into something she probably didn’t want anyway.
The Phone Call
The labyrinthine world of governmental cloak and dagger activities loves its subterfuge and it is excruciatingly slow to divulge its activities
One Way Fare from Gold Run
An old hermit lived in solitude in Gold Run, a near-abandoned collection of gold rush and World War II era buildings on a creek of the same name around 40 miles northwest of Nome.
My invitation to the walrus hunt came in early spring, the usual time for such activities in northern Alaska.
Cruising Down the River
“Help! Hey, somebody – help!!” I turned and saw Bobby Goeth’s Volkswagen just starting to float gently past me, slowly …