Musings in a Familiar Land
October 5th 2008 I can’t believe it snowed in September. I remember my first fall in Fairbanks. I arrived October 11th in a 737 on a dark evening with one piece of luggage. The sky was still thinking about dropping snow and ice cracked beneath my shoes as I walked across the parking lot. A week or so later the sky finally made a decision and the brown earth was put to sleep.
Two inches of the stuff fell Thursd
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