Make that GRAMMY nomination number two for Homestead Elementary School’s long-time music teacher and popular local area folk singer/guitarist Robin Hopper. She’s in the same spot she was this time last year: one of the quarter finalists in the GRAMMY In The Schools Music Educator Award competition, jointly sponsored by The Recording Academy and the GRAMMY Foundation.
April 4 was just an ordinary day for Dirk Moffatt. The Eagle River resident was driving with a friend and co-worker on the stretch of highway between Mirror Lake and Thunderbird Falls. Then, in an instant, his life changed. In fact, it momentarily halted.
Drums beat, dancers swayed and children played in the sand as the heady smell of salmon drifted out across the crowds during the second day of the 2014 Dena’ina Potlatch Pow-wow, held June 7-8 at Eklutna Native Village.
How long is your memory lane? For my father, the distance once was approximately 1,532 miles, now listed at 1,327 miles. The shorter length is not due to mental decay, but rather rerouting and continuing improvements to the Alaska-Canadian Highway, or ALCAN.
Cathy Tilton, a local advocate and successful businesswoman, announced her candidacy to replace Rep. Bill Stoltze (R-Chugiak) in the upcoming election. Tilton is a lifelong Alaskan and long-time Valley resident, having first moved to Big Lake from Anchorage in 1980. Since the mid-1980s she’s lived in the Fairview neighborhood of Wasilla.
It’s finally summer. The days are long and the weather is warm and outdoor activities are at their peak. For many this means it’s time to hit the water. More specifically, a quick jaunt down Eagle River in a canoe, kayak or raft.
When Dillon Hacker cleaned out his locker at Eagle River High School the Tuesday before the then freshman prepared for final exams, he was already thinking about his sophomore year starting in August 2014.
Walking through the Hiland Mountain Correctional Center’s plant sale last week was like walking through a dream. The sun shined and everyone smiled and all around were vibrant flowers in every imaginable color: Reds and whites, blues and violets, dark reds and shy, blushing pinks. And then there were the smells: Deep and succulent, with a lingering hint of sweetness.
I realize everyone is now into summer and things that are green, but I’m still catching up on some late-winter outings, one of which was a memorable ski March 19 across Carter and Crescent Lakes on the Kenai Peninsula, in Chugach National Forest.