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Leaving Alaska

After almost twenty years of living in my Alaska, the time has come to move on. If anybody from the Buckaroo there in Spenard reads this, I have relocated.

I returned to Point Adolphus, where, a week earlier, I had fallen in love with a whale. Whales have been known to stop a song when leaving Alaska for the warmer waters of the south, and then pick up on exactly the same note. I just remember looking out from the ferry. The Wickersham sailed on.

The trek continued with a stop in a seaside town whose name is lost to memory. Amber, running a fishing boat under her dad’s company, decided she too had had enough of Alaska and was planning a revolt to leave. Cultures clash as a fishing season ends.

I kept moving: jet-ski, skim boards, snowboards, more ATVs. The sun warmed my forgotten heart. Despite the wanker border guard, it was a wonderful experience. For you who are staying, good luck and you can have my share of the Alaskan Dream.

By James B. in New York (search phrase “leaving Alaska”)

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