by Hank Nuwer | Feb 26, 2023 | Alaska Tales, Hank Nuwer Autobiography, Humor, Uncategorized
The road to sourdough from cheechako received another setback Thursday. My snowplow guy had not yet cleaned my driveway, but somehow, I made my little Jeep barrel over ice and deep snow right up to the garage door. Right that moment, I felt pride. And we all know what... by Hank Nuwer | Feb 24, 2023 | Alaska Tales, Hank Nuwer Autobiography, Humor
I see that the News-Miner web page carries an ad for a calendar with outhouse photos. Outhouses on both western New York boyhood farms of my grandparents were hardly a photographic attraction. My German grandfather stocked real toilet paper in his outhouse. My Polish...
by Hank Nuwer | Jan 14, 2023 | Alaska Tales, Hank Nuwer Autobiography, Hank Nuwer Indiana & Ohio Stories
Gosia unloaded the last of the boxes and supplies today that we carted to Alaska from Indiana. Now her bags are packed for a 12:30 a.m. boarding for American Airlines Fairbanks to Seattle to Indianapolis. Our friend and former colleague Ray will give her a ride to...
by Hank Nuwer | Jan 12, 2023 | Alaska Tales, Hank Nuwer Autobiography
“Hank, we have a problem,” my wife Gosia said from the open window of her Jeep. We were just 10 feet into Alaska after a 3,500-mile drive. The temperature was 11 below zero. Five minutes earlier, I passed through U.S. Customs. The female officer asked why...
by Hank Nuwer | Jan 9, 2023 | Uncategorized
The views yesterday were incredible. Each turn of the Alaska Highway brought a new peak. Traffic was sparse. Since leaving U.S. Customs, Gosia and I have yet to read a single state license plate from the U.S. The grand views are even worth the now-busted windshield on...
