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Some classic cars in old McCarthy town

Every year we usually have a gang of armed thieves descend upon our little Alaskan village at the end of the road, these are desperadoes who take advantage of our small town and peaceful hippie ways and rob and pillage our village, leaving us poor and destitute. All of the parts of the last sentence are more or less not true, except that every year we do have a group of, like, really dedicated classic car junkies who band together and drive their antique gems into McCarthy from, like, somewhere, like Anchorage or something.

So, once they get here, then we’ve got all these cars from, like, a hundred years ago, and they all seem quite at home in our little old west town, a town that looks a lot like it did a hundred years back (at least from the outside) back in the days when they were mining the hell out of the Kennicott mines (and making a lot of money for thieves and desperadoes like J. P. Morgan), back when McCarthy was an Alaskan sin city, and back in the days when this little village was one of the prime spots in Alaska, bigger, at one point, than Anchorage, which used to be just a little tent city.

 

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Writer. In the summers, I live and work in the incredible state of Alaska, in the bush community of McCarthy, as the Executive Director of the Wrangell Mountain Center. When not in McCarthy, you'll typically find me in the Santa Cruz Mountains of California, writing and working with local activists. My primary writing project right now is a novel set in remote bush Alaska, of the magical realism genre wherein an earnest and independent young woman finds a mysterious radio belonging to her grandmother, a device that has paranormal bandwidth and a disturbing ability to mess with one's mental stability.

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  1. Hi Jon! I’m here in Addis (once again). Yesterday was a beautiful day. We took all of the little ones on a retreat. First a restaurant with a playground and a jet airplane for touring, then a field for playing soccer, throwing balls, playing games, jump rope, etc., then to a hotel for a fancy lunch, and then to an amusement park with a bouncy house, Ferris wheel and a whirligig! We touched it off with ice cream. It made me so joyful to see these children laughing and playing and eating good food and rejoicing themselves. I also bought $2,000 worth of pants for all of the kids and put on a luncheon for the moms (see picture of Desta and M’arig below). Desta and M’arig are two of my favorite moms who are beneficiaries with Transformation Love. M’arig, especially. I’ve known her for 6 years now. Well, cheers and amen and a pint of Guinness. I think of you often. I trust you are well. Your friend, Chris

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    • Wow, that’s an epic day, a whirlwind of fun, and all in one day? At my age that sounds a little overwhelming — let me space out the good times — but for kids it’s a different story…..How long is your stay? Any other big days on the agenda?……..It’s great to hear from you again Chris. Keep up the good work, brother. Peace and grace to you.

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