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Number 31 belonged to my former basketball hero Reggie Miller. For his sake, I donned the number 31 on my high school jersey. The number has kind of stuck with me ever since. So, a few days ago, on the 31st, my boss was trowing away the calendar sheet at the end of another day at Potter’s Shoes. I grabbed it, jumped on a stool, and had her snap a few photos with her camera phone.

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Writer. In the summers, I live and work in the incredible state of Alaska, in the bush community of McCarthy; I pass the winters in the Santa Cruz Mountains of California. I'm working on a memoir-based nonfiction book on the American Dream. I blog, quite frequently, and I also have a novel in process, set in Alaska.

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