I ate whale,
I made friends,
I braved the blizzards and the melt.
After my assignment in Nome Alaska, I made my way to the furthest most point in the United States, Barrow Alaska.
I lived in a large communal building called the "Hen House" appropriately enough. Housing meant for women only who worked at the hospital and I am glad to report all the women were lovely.
Afterwards, I made my way to Texas...the home of my People, many generations of which were composed of Cowboys and Texas Rangers.
In tow was my youngest son, who was not so excited for the move however he was a good sport about it.
and so we traveled across this great country, through Washington State, Utah, Nevada, New Mexico, and finally reaching Texas only to have to drive another 10 hours to our destination.
So much has happened that I cannot relate it in one memo..and so I will search for some fun pics and
slap them on this blog. It is a worthwhile effort. Until then....
