The gowns hung on a rack in the back of the smartly decorated Feather Skin & Body Studio in Eagle River, shimmering with possibilities. There was a delicate pale blue dress and deep maroon dress, a sophisticated white and black dress and a short pink dress with a flirty, flared skirt.
In a strange turn of events, missing Eagle River man Samuel Ephram McAlpine, 37 was found dead in his home on Meadow Creek Drive on March 31. His body was discovered in a storage area beneath a stairwell. Tenants had been renting the house for the past year.
An 11-year-old child is alive today thanks to the quick thinking of two local Chugiak High School Naval Junior ROTC students. Cadets Ethan Espe and Paul Cockreham were on lifeguard duty at the Anchorage Community YMCA on March 19 when the 11-year-old child was discovered unconscious in the pool.
Over 300 people turned out for the Girls Scouts Young Women of Distinction Luncheon on March 26 at the Dena’ina Center in Anchorage. The event honored recipients of the coveted Gold Award. The award is the seen as the highest achievement in Girl Scouting and challenges high school-aged girls to improve their corners of the world through actionable plans containing sustainable and far-reaching results.
Eric Morrison is a happy man these days. The roads and bicycle paths around town have pretty much cleared and his shop, Alaska Velo Sport, has settled down in its new location. Situated on Old Glenn Highway right off the new Glenn Highway and Artillery Road intersection, the shop features an array of gleaming bicycles from such top performance manufactures as Redline and Scott.
While Iditarod mushers and their dogs were trotting toward Nome last month, local seniors were also trotting. Not in dog booties, of course, but in thick-soled sneakers and snazzy Zumba shoes.
It’s too early to know for sure but late Tuesday night (before the Star went to press), unofficial Anchorage Municipal election results saw Bill Starr leading Sharon Gibbons for Anchorage Assembly District 2 Seat 3.
The newspaper notice was published some weeks after the earthquake, saying that the road to the Kenai Peninsula from points north would open— but travel would be by convoy only. The first group of cars had to be on the Seward Highway past Indian by early evening to take advantage of the low tide. Bridges along the route were now—like the quake—history. They had crossed rivers whose snowmelt waters were gushing fro the mountains to meet this tidal arm of the sea. They had washed out when Turnagain Arm had been shaken during the upheaval, a misnomer, since the area had dropped considerably. So how were we to cross when the land was lower than it had been, and with the bridges out, too?