Walking around last week’s Birchwood Bash out at the Beach Lake chalet, it was hard not to think of that old song, “The Monster Mash.” There was nothing monster-ish about the bash, of course. It was downright friendly, and there was food, too, a nice spread laid out in the corner room (is there anything more heartwarming than walking into a meeting and seeing food?).
Ann Smith, a teacher for 30 years, has gifted the children of the Upper Sunny Circle neighborhood with a Little Free Library (http://littlefreelibrary.org).
The leaves have fallen off the trees and the weather is getting chilly. Our transition from fall to winter is here and we need to be ready for it. Here are a few suggestions from Anchorage Fire Department Station 11, as well as a few safety tips.
Her mother remembers Linda’s fat toddler cheeks. How Linda’s dad would hold her, and stroke her cheeks, and the look of pure bliss that came over her daughter’s face then.
Remember high school? Pimples? Algebra? Detention? But wait! There were good things too: Dances, slipping notes in class (hence the detention) and flirting with your favorite squeeze.
A large flag fluttered overhead as firefighters from across Alaska gathered at the Alaska Fallen Firefighter Memorial in downtown Anchorage on Sept. 11 to honor firefighters and emergency responders who died in the line of duty.
ANCHORAGE (AP) — A 28-year-old Anchorage man told his brother he had strangled his girlfriend, and when his brother said he intended to call police, the man drove off with the body in the back seat of his car, police said Thursday.
The mood at St. Andrew Catholic Church was solemn and sad on Tuesday night, as people filed in for a memorial tribute to Linda Anne-Martz Bower.
Hiking east on the ridge past Mt. Eklutna (4,110 feet) above Peters Creek, Pete Panarese and I had our first glimpse of our entire route--a 17-mile circumnavigation of the entire Four-Mile Creek drainage. On most hikes a person only sees single parts of the trip at a time; but here it was laid out before us -- and needless to say-- was quite intimidating.
Ginny Kinnebrew loves to run. She loves trails and gnarly hills and obstinate, rocky terrain. Mostly, though, she loves distance and the feeling of confronting, and surpassing, self-imposed limitations.