Although this story takes place in Alaska, it is not a story about Alaska’s stellar beauty. It is the story of an everyday Alaskan couple. Folks who had the desire and the courage to remain in a country I considered America’s Siberia. My story is written from a woman’s point of view. Someone married to a frontierholic who otherwise would have had no interest in settling in Alaska. A continental America woman who gave up family and support groups to build a new life. For some, myself included, that meant constructing the very home she would inhabit. In our case it was the two story log dwelling pictured below.
Our home on the tundra
Larry and I built the basement of our home without the aid of electricity or the tools associated with it.
November 1969, Our yet to be completed, three bedroom home became obsolete with the arrival of twin girls.