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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...early. Parkas, mukluks, beaver caps and sealskin coats were thankfully stored away. The ice was gone from the Yukon River, and from the Porcupine, the Koyukuk and the Selawick. Out to Woodchopper, to Steel Creek, Poorman and a hundred other placer gold camps, packed the glint-eyed prospectors in search of a glint in the sand and gravel. In the villages of the Panhandle in the southeast, the red salmonberry blossoms fluttered, and the Indians spun out to gather wild celery and Indian rhubarb, came home for feasts of delicate herring eggs (cooked in seal oil, garnished with soy sauce...
...dust warnings replaced ice-warning signs. On the Fairbanks outskirts moose calves, abandoned by their mothers, bawled like babies, and into a downtown pool hall waddled a full-grown porcupine. It was 80° in the Panhandle's Ketchikan, and 60-lb. salmon flopped through the water in search of fishermen. Farther up the Panhandle, in the capital city of Juneau (pop. 7,200), gardens danced with lilacs and daffodils, and folks admired the new paint job that glistened on the twelve-story Mendenhall apartment building (preparation, some gossiped, for the filming of Edna Ferber's Ice Palace...
They emphasized that this was a forced economy move, made only after a search for "alternative economics...
...younger boys' science instructor is Engineer Lucien Lepkowski, who teaches the class for fun. Lepkowski started his class cautiously, soon found that little boys could "go much deeper in the search for facts than anyone would imagine is possible." First areas for the search: the insides of small gasoline and electric motors, which the young scholars can now take apart and explain. The boys ask hard questions, e.g., why do salt and sugar crystals, seen under a borrowed microscope, look different? In the older boys' science class, taught for $5 an hour by Junior High Science Teacher Arthur...
...hero. "God put us in the bodies of animals and tried to make us act like people." Ty Ty himself is all too human. For 15 years, instead of plowing his fields, he has spent his working hours digging them full of enormous holes in a sleeveless search for legendary treasure. And every time he digs in "God's Little Acre," the plot whose yield he has allotted to his church, Ty Ty reluctantly but firmly gives the Lord a less desirable piece of ground. "God's a big man," Ty Ty reasons. "He don't mind...