Winter approaches in Alaska

A friend in Alaska sent this email in response to a postcard from warm sunny Greece:



“So, you are there…and… well…we are here… in the snow, sleet, rain, pestilence, fog, and darkness.  What more can be said?  The dogs are howling, the bears are hibernating, and we are hunkered in our camp, slowly cooking cassoulet while riding out the storm.  In fact, it has been so bad here that one of our local judges, Sam Adams, age 47, died of a heart attack while on a moose hunt a week ago, and he had to stay put with his hunting party for a few days before the clouds could clear and the plane could land. Can you imagine being one of the guys around the fire, wondering whether to put cards in Sam’s hand, or look for another moose, etc.”

3 thoughts on “Winter approaches in Alaska

  1. I never went to Alaska in the winter before, I can’t imagine how people can live “in the snow, sleet, rain, pestilence, fog and darkness”, they must be very brave and know how to deal with our great nature mother. I have one friend, he is 62 years old and still is crazy, believing or not, every year he goes to Alaska for helicopter-skiing, Awesome!!! Maybe someday I will take my adventure and try to go there for skiing, I guess I will be survival too.

    It is so sad that people died in young. I still remember that I used to have one patient who had a heart attack in 26 years old, but fortunately, he was survival, it was happened about 10 years ago, in that time, I was a real doctor(Philip, is this sound funny?)who most of time worked in the CCU, I hope this guy still be alive now, because he still is young.

    Life is so short. we don’t know what will be happened tomorrow, but we still own our today;I tell myself that holding tightly everyday I have and doing everything I have to do, and try to enjoy my life in everyday.

  2. Having been born and raised in Fairbanks, I can tell you that Northern Exposure, as entertaining as it was, was never near being real. Always had to laugh at the eency teency tiny moose (or was it a big dog?) walking in the street at the start of the show every week.

    Living in the snow and darkness (sleet, rain, pestilence, and fog seem to be less of an “Alaskan” feature to me) is not really that bad. I think it brings one closer to people.

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