I’m a horrible procrastinator and have been working frantically to complete a special project. I didn’t want to jinx myself by talking about it before it was completed. My part of the project is...
We drove down the Richardson Highway to Delta this past week. It was a sunny day and we stopped briefly to take pictures of John Haines’ cabin at Richardson. Photos were taken from the...
Poem of the Forgotten by John Haines* I came to this place, a young man green and lonely. Well quit of the world, I framed a house of moss and timber, called it a...
Richardson Roadhouse in 1990, after it closed When I moved to Fairbanks in 1983, Richardson (about 70 miles southeast of town) was a pale shadow of its former self. There were just a few...
