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.
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.
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.
There were balloons. And confetti. A little bit of dancing, and a whole lot of laughter. And, of course, tears: Joyful, happy, proud, ecstatic tears. The Chugiak and Eagle River Class of 2014 graduations took place at the Sullivan Arena on a sunny Thursday.
Attention! Stand up tall and straight, Chugiak-Eagle River, and give a proper salute. William “Top” Dill, the longtime naval sciences instructor at Chugiak High School, is retiring from the classroom after 22 years of teaching.
Following snow machine tracks up a mountain seems like cheating, but it’s probably one of the more efficient ways to get up 6,441-foot Gunsight Mountain during winter, whether you prefer skis or snowshoes.
Oh, my! Things were rocking in the Gruening Middle School multipurpose room when Cierra Mickens made a surprise visit to the school’s talent show last week. Yes, Cierra Mickens! In the flesh!
For Eagle River hair dresser Joan Weinberger, Mother’s Day this year isn’t marked with the traditional trappings: A box of sampler candy, the chocolate covered strawberries, a bountiful bouquet of flowers and the afternoon yummy buffet. Hers is more aligned with life’s nitty gritty. It is a celebration of milestones and victories that at times only she can see as she battles to keep her 23-year-old son from further legal troubles and on the healing path from a traumatic brain injury. It is an acceptance of things she never dreamed when she first held him. It is taking steps at his side that she never thought she’d have to take.