After my visit at the San Bruno NARA facilities (last post), I’m off to Jackson Wyoming, known to most as Jackson Hole, to commence rewriting my book. First thing I did, was to tear up last winter’s draft and start combing through the 1000 scans of the...
In this building–an old Federal Land Bank building–between the years of 1938 and 1941, WPA artists made a set of posters for the National Park Service. Fourteen parks had prints made by the silk-screen process before WWII terminated everything. I’m...
I left Kupreanof September 20 for Seattle on the ferry–another disaster which I’ll address in a separate Alaska Ferry Post soon. This time, I drove my new Toyota Tundra on board loaded with all sorts of tug stuff and two coolers of food/halibut, etc. And...
Oslo Norway feels like home, except my understanding of Norwegian has faded since my college courses in 1970–taken exactly 50 years ago. I took the 101 and 102 course simultaneously and passed both with flying colors. One of the first places I visit is the...
Arriving from Alaska, I’m surprised at the change of the Seattle waterfront–the Alaska Way viaduct is gone! I commuted on this rickety old elevated highway for 20 years to the Pike Place Market–and have to say, it sported some of the best commuting...
After my Phytosaur femur assembly (see three blogs back), I could not assemble the proximal and distal heads of this particular bone which demanded a field trip back to the site. I can’t be too specific where this is, but one can get very lost in country like...
