Everyone has an obsession of sorts, like watching old episodes of Seinfeld on television, eating chocolate, or playing with the iPhone.
At mid-day the sun hung wearily above the southern horizon, casting an orange-red glow across the frozen, snow-covered lake.
To balance last week’s column on Black Friday “shopper-hunters,” we continue this week with a primer on how to strategize and implement tactical Christmas shopping...
The recent wind storm summoned memories of my childhood in Seward...
One thing I like about human beings is that we’re mostly optimists who believe things will get better. But when it comes to air travel, I don’t think so.
I’m probably preaching to the choir, because when I recently asked several people where they would like to live if they could live anywhere in the world, most of them quickly responded: “Alaska.”
This piece has appeared in the Star before, but I think it merits an encore in that it’s relevant to our physical and mental health.
In the movies when the bad-guy torturer gets out the dentist drill to extract information from his captive, I have to look away.
The air was crisp and cold as I biked along the Eklutna Lakeside trail, savoring the very last moments of autumn.