I came here in July 1967. Fifty years ago! I have a curiosity that always runs through my head. One is how I watched Kenai… Continue reading
NORTHERN COLORADO 1940s and 50s It was always Dad’s job to go get the tree. We lived on a farm with cottonwood trees so that… Continue reading
CHRISTMAS 1979 ANCHORAGE, ALASKA This story is a repeat story, but well worth the laughter. Reminiscence of Christmases Past Christmas 1979 was looking very bleak… Continue reading
East and north of Fort Collins, Colorado 1940s and 1950s In Alaska, what someone called a blizzard does not hold a candle to the blizzard… Continue reading
I grew up with all kinds of fun sayings. Our Dad had some that I am sure he made up! Grandpa Cogswell had some that… Continue reading
1937 TO 2018 I was born on a small farm at the end of the Depression in 1937. My first memories are sitting in a… Continue reading
1930s to 1960s I stated last week I was born in 1937. Families did not have much money and worked hard to put food on… Continue reading
1930s AND EARLY 40s I was born in 1937. Families did not have much money or much to eat. But they were hardy and knew… Continue reading
NIKISKI, ALASKA (formally North Kenai) 1967 TO 2018 I arrived in Kenai, Alaska, with three kids in July 1967. I did not know anything about… Continue reading
In Colorado in the 50s and 60s In Alaska in the late 60s and 70s Halloween was cold in Colorado just like it is in… Continue reading
This is the time of year in Alaska that we put things away that we drug out of their winter hiding place. They go back… Continue reading
The State Of Alaska sends residents who have lived here for one year a check that was at one time an overflow of money from… Continue reading
By Ann “Grannie Annie” Berg Monday, Oct. 1, 2018 would have been my little brother Jim McClure’s 71 birthday. I remember the morning my Dad… Continue reading
Eggless, milkless, butterless cake I have a wonderful recipe that Mom sent to me in 1967 when I first got to Alaska with very little… Continue reading
Year — 1967 All the men I knew got their jobs going to Hunger Hut and all the bosses knew where to find hungry, anxious… Continue reading
Grandma Freda Cogswell was my mother’s Mom. She was born in 1895 and died in 1976. Her birthday was the 15th of September, which brings… Continue reading
I was five years old when I started school, no pre-kindergarten, no kindergarten, no preschool. (And that was really the name of the school!) My… Continue reading
