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Uncle Ari

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Tomorrow I board the westbound train. I will miss my two nephews, Zekey is pictured here, and he has come to call me Uncle Ari. I’m not entirely sure how I went from Uncle Jon to Uncle Ari, but it certainly makes me feel more hip and cosmopolitan.

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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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