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  • Christmas Journeys

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    Fred D
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    Christmas and Thanksgiving are America’s most family-oriented holidays. The latest Christmas travel statistics predict over 115 million Americans will travel at least 50 miles during Christmas, with 59% visiting family. Some two decades ago a single Dad and his two young sons embarked on a Christmas journey to visit family. Zooming through the skies at…

  • Thanksgiving Thank You

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    Fred D
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    To my family, friends, those of you I may have only ever met in cyberspace, and all others who have crossed my life’s path ever so briefly . . . Thank You! for . . .  that word …               your text …                                  that note …                                                    the smile …                                                                    that hug ……

  • A.I. Road Trip

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    Fred D
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    The Cherahola Parkway is a scenic, mile-high, two-lane highway winding over the Smokies between Tellico Plains, TN and Robbinsville, NC. Earlier this week Ellie decided to take a road trip along it before the forests shed their spectacular, multi-hued fall display of color. Somehow, I had managed to cajole my permanent girlfriend to explore a…

  • Open Gates

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    Fred D
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    Every individual is a divinely designed, one-of-a-kind creation. We each enjoy living life at a certain, custom designed pace. From methodical, planned-out steps, to spur-of-the-moment, impulsive leaps, each tends to regard the other’s life modus operandi as a bit strange. Either way, it’s the stuff which makes life an exciting adventure to be shared .…

  • Happy Place

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    Fred D
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    Each of us has our special ‘Happy Place’ where our soul is most at peace. For some it’s walking along a beach, feeling the warm sand beneath your feet, listening to the surf’s rhythmic beat. For others, it’s being immersed in a city’s bright lights, activities and cacophony of sounds . . . never quiet…

  • Masked Messenger

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    Fred D
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    “Parting is such sweet sorrow” . . . Juliet’s poignant words to Romeo from the balcony echo mine from the Greatland’s snow-capped cathedrals as we pack-up to board high speed aluminum tubing on Monday, soaring through the skies for the Great Smoky Mountains. Lord willing, however, as Arnold often touted . . .  “I’ll be…

  • Peace on High

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    Fred D
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    ‘Invigorating’, below freezing wake-up temps have dramatically increased our wood stove’s log appetite; added windshield ice scraping to the car’s start-up routine; and nixed shorts and T-shirts as hiking attire . . . welcome to the Last Frontier 😊 From my admittedly, rural biased perspective, Anchorage, like all urban areas, is peacefully appealing . .…

  • “Hanging Out’ on High

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    Fred D
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    A couple decades ago, during my younger, more foolish days . . . now enjoying my older, still as foolish days😊 . . . I went hang-gliding at Alyeska Ski resort in Girdwood, Alaska . .  a  premier, adrenaline infused experience deserving a repeat performance. Covetously watching hang-gliders soaring among the clouds above Hatcher Pass…

  • Life’s Finale Choice

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    Fred D
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    In a chillingly pristine, flowing Matanuska River tributary, I watched in wonder today as spawning sockeye salmon displayed both this life’s genesis and finale . . . so like us. Conceived to life in an unfathomable act of co-creation with our Creator, we launched into life’s ocean. In a span of time known only to…

  • Last Frontier Dinner Date

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    Fred D
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    Sunday morning we awoke to an invigorating 30 degrees and the mountains coated with a fresh layer of termination dust. By afternoon temps had risen to a balmy 50 degrees and my permanent girlfriend and I headed up the road to Long Rifle. A rustic,  pure Alaskan restaurant, it’s perched on the mountainside overlooking the…