Minto, Alaska

Minto, Alaska

Weekends fly by all too fast, don’t they? One week ago Saturday my wife Gosia and I enjoyed the incredible vistas on the highway south of Delta Junction and north of Paxson. The next day I took Gosia for her first trip on the Dalton Highway, but we did not drive too...
Flying the unfriendly skies

Flying the unfriendly skies

lthough I fly frequently, I don’t know any unruly passengers.  Except one, I admit.  Me.  This incident occurred the time I boarded a flight to Minneapolis and buried my nose in an airline magazine.  Vaguely, as I read, the flight attendant greeted passengers with the...
T’is the Season for Forgiveness

T’is the Season for Forgiveness

By Hank Nuwer                   Likely you’ll be reading this column about the same time you and I will be contemplating what direction the elected president will take our great nation the next four years.                   Your candidate, my candidate, either won or...
Owning up to our mistakes

Owning up to our mistakes

KA-BOOM! I labored at my computer on a bitterly cold February day as a black truck crashed into my Union City, Ind. house. The truck smacked the siding just beneath the window behind me. It shook up both the house and my composure. Hey wait! Is the driver pulling...