With the help of an address from Marcia’s sister Pati, we
try to find the house where Pati, Valerie, and two other girls lived for a
couple years in the 1960s. Marcia stayed
with them for a summer in 1969, working downtown, and considers it one of the best
summers of her youth.
The house is on Government Hill near Elmendorf AFB. We find it, we think, although it has been
remodeled and apartments have been added to the back. Marcia is able to wallow for a while in those
empty years when she did not know me, and had to travel to a far off state for
employment. She even spots the path she
walked each day, down the hill and across the tracks, to her job with Color
Arts Printing.
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We spend the rest of the day exploring Earthquake Park, the
excellent Anchorage Museum, and scratching a shopping itch.
Earthquake Park is quite large and mostly trees with jogging
trails and some memorials. Dramatically,
although it takes a sign to understand it, there is a steep drop-off running
the length of the park that occurred during the quake. As we are driving out of the park we stop
because of a police car ahead doing its thing; I look toward Marcia and notice
just a few feet outside the window a male moose with rack. Marcia turns to take a photo but a tour bus
arrives from the opposite direction, sees what is going on and hits noisy
brakes – and off goes the moose before Marcia can click the shutter.
The Anchorage Museum is really about the entire state, with
an emphasis on territory and state history, contemporary art, and native arts
and culture. Well worth a visit.
Marcia finds some minor souvenirs downtown and we see some
great native artwork, but the prices are beyond our reach.
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