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“Like what?”

At the same time the Grosdidier brothers were settling on a command structure at home, they were willing, nay, eager to assert their independence abroad. There were a few years when Park rats had only to see the Grosdidier brothers coming in one door to exit immediately out of any available other. Their quadranarily sequential…

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The bootlegger’s friend.

“Windsor Canadian. The bootlegger’s friend. Retail price in Anchorage, seven-fifty a bottle. Retail price in a dry village, a hundred bucks easy.” “Yeah.” The bottle dropped to the table, next to the gun. —“Nooses Give,” a Kate Shugak short story Only in e. On Amazon.com, Amazon.uk, Amazon.au, iTunes, Barnes & Noble, and Kobo.

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[from the stabenow.com vaults, 4/26/2010]

We are lucky in our lifetime to have scientists who are as able with their pens as they are with their petrie dishes, people like Richard Feynman, Freeman Dyson, Lewis Thomas.
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My personal favorite is astronomer Carl Sagan, yes, he of the billions and billions. In his collections of essays, this curious and eclectic thinker writes about everything from the sex lives of dolphins to the prehistory of earth to Immanuel Velikovsky’s theories of alien visitation. No subject is safe from Sagan, in print or in life, and he was one of modern science’s great interpreters, even when it wasn’t strictly necessary, vide the following story.

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Cooks were such a valuable commodity that they were given priority seating on Alaska Airlines flights.

From Chapter 14 of Alaska Traveler: I followed the tram track outside to a line of miniature rail cars hooked together, a two foot-by-four foot flatbed, a mucking machine, a GE electric locomotive, a one-ton ore car. Each ore car was rolled out of the mine one at a time by trammers. The ore cars…

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“Left side for the view.”

From Chapter 12 of Alaska Traveler: I rode the Alaska Railroad from Anchorage to Fairbanks in the early Seventies to get to the University of Alaska. It took a minimum of twelve hours, because the train would stop what seemed like every five minutes to let off a hunter, or pick up a fisherman, or…

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“Ah, another Old Sam day.”

So I was on the phone yesterday with Shannon Parks, whom you know as Marguerite Gavin, the narrator of my audio books. She always calls when she’s proofing the audio of the most recent book. Which would be She told me that when she came upstairs from her studio after she finished recording the book,…

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