Author Archive for: ‘Arthur Sandstrom’

Brief Interlude at the Bookstore or Apropos of Nothing Much

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.

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The Phone Call

The Phone Call

The labyrinthine world of governmental cloak and dagger activities loves its subterfuge and it is excruciatingly slow to divulge its activities

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One Way Fare from Gold Run

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.

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Walrus Hunt

Walrus Hunt

My invitation to the walrus hunt came in early spring, the usual time for such activities in northern Alaska.

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Cruising Down the River

Cruising Down the River

 “Help! Hey, somebody – help!!”  I turned and saw Bobby Goeth’s Volkswagen just starting to float gently past me, slowly …

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Voyage

Voyage

Sunny days were not in store for us and shortly after we dropped anchor the storm broke. No discharging of cargo was possible, and for over two days we watched the seas slowly build and the winds strengthen.

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OOGRUK!

OOGRUK!

Sitting on the floor behind them in a semi-circle were the four skin-drum percussionists—happy, perspiring, and a bit odoriferous– enthusiastically whipping sticks against their flat, hand-held drums made of seal gut stretched across circular frames.

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Norkapp

Norkapp

The old lady sat on her stool in the comer beside the big yellow woodbox and the kitchen stove, softly humming a Norwegian tune.

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