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Wasilla is the place where I have lived for the past 29 years - sort of. The house in which my wife and I raised our family sits here, but I have made my rather odd career as a different sort of photojournalist by continually wandering off to other places to photograph people and gather information, which I have then put together in various publications that have served the Alaska Native Eskimo, Indian and Aleut communities.

Although I did not have a great of free time to devote to this rather strange community, named after a Tanaina Athabascan Indian chief who knew Wasilla in the way that I so impossibly long to, I have still documented it regularly over the past quarter-century plus. In the early days, my Wasilla photographs focused mostly upon my children and the events they participated in - baseball, football, figure skating, hockey, frog catching, fire cracker detonation, Fourth of July parade - that sort of thing. 

In 2002, I purchased my first digital camera and then, whenever I was home, I began to photograph Wasilla upon a daily basis, but not in a conventional way. These were grab shots - whatever caught my eye as I took my many long walks or drove through the town, shooting through the car window at people and scenes that appeared and disappeared before I could even focus and compose in the traditional photographic way.

Thus, the Wasilla portion of this blog will be devoted both to the images that I take as I wander about and those that I have taken in the past. Despite the odd, random, nature of the images, I believe they communicate something powerful about this town that I have never seen expressed anywhere else. 

Wasilla is a sprawling community that has been slapped down hodge-podge upon what was so recently wilderness of the most exquisite beauty. In its design, it is deliberately anti-zoned, anti-planned. In the building of Wasilla, the desire to make a buck has trumped aesthetics and all other considerations. This town, built in the midst of exquisite beauty, has largely become an unsightly, unattractive, mess of urban sprawl. Largely because of this, it often seems to me that Wasilla is a community with no sense of community, a town devoid of town soul.

Yet - Wasilla is my home and if I am lucky it will be until I grow old and die. Despite its horrific failings, it is still made of the stuff of any small city: people; moms and dads, grammas and grampas, teens, children, churches, bars, professionals, laborers, soldiers, missionaries, artists, athletes, geniuses, do-gooders, hoodlums, the wealthy, the homeless, the rational and logical, the slightly insane and the wholly insane - and, yes, as is now obvious to the whole world, politicians, too.

So perhaps, if one were to search hard enough, it might just be possible to find a sense of community here, and a town soul. So, using my skills as a photojournalist and a writer, I hope to do just that. If this place has a sense of community, I will find it. If there is a town soul to Wasilla, I will document it. I won't compete with the newspapers. Hell no! But as time and income allow, it will be fun to wander into the places where the folks described above gather, and then put what I find on this blog.

 

by 300...

Anywhere within a 300 mile radius of Wasilla. This encompasses perhaps the most wild, dramatic, gorgeous, beautiful section of land and sea to be found in any comparable space anywhere on Earth. I can never explore it all, but I will do the best that I can, and will here share what I find and experience with you.  

and then some...

Anywhere else in the world that I happen to get to, such as Point Lay, Alaska; Missoula, Montana; Serenki, Chukotka, Russia; or Bangalore, India. Perhaps even Lagos, Nigeria. I have both a desire and scheme to get me there. It is a long shot. We shall see if I succeed.

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Sunday
Feb072010

He came walking through my town in the snow; Royce setback; an accident, a horse and a few teenagers

As I have written a few times, I keep experiencing odd coincidences. This has been going on for years now and it happened again today. When I took this picture, I had A Prairie Home Companion on the radio and a Utah Phillips song was being performed by Robin and Linda Williams:

I'm walking through your town in the snow,
I'm walking through your town in the snow,
I got no place to go, all the trains are running slow
And I'm walking through your town in the snow

I carry my home on my back,
I carry my home on my back,
But the police only frown, every time I lay it down,
And I'm walking through your town in the snow

The train track was just across the street and the Wasilla Police station just ahead. The man wasn't carrying a pack, though. He was pulling a piece of rolling luggage.

So we finally got a modest dropping of snow to coat the old stuff. Nothing to brag about - six inches, maybe. Still, I was glad.

I suspect that this fellow could have just as soon gone without it.

I wonder why he was walking through my town in the snow?

I'm afraid Royce has had a couple of bad days. Something is leaking out of him and it stinks terribly. It has almost made me barf a couple of times and has left me feeling sick to my stomach, but different than the usual way. I haven't yet figured out how to describe it. Yesterday, I gave him a bath, but it all came back and I fear it would be too hard on him to have another bath right now. I have made a warm place for him and try to keep him off the furniture, because whatever he comes in contact with stinks, too, but he managed to slip by and get onto the couch. Once he did, the damage had been done.

I did not have the heart to make him move until he was ready. 

I called the vet this morning, hoping to get him in. They could not get back to me until nearly closing time (they close early on Saturday's). I explained what was happening and they had a couple of theories, but did not see it as an emergency.

So he is scheduled to go back to the vet Monday morning at 11:00 AM.

We may have to postpone, because I think Lavina is likely to be giving birth at that time.

Two snowmachines coming down Wards.

Pickup truck on Seldon. The ISO control on my pocket camera had inadvertantly slipped to 2500. I don't care. It just gives the picture a different feel, that's all - more contrasty and grainy.

Ditto.

Minor traffic accident near the corner of the Palmer-Wasilla and Parks Highways.

Horses on Sunrise.

Through the Window Metro Study, #9701. These numbers are completely arbitrary, because I cannot remember them from one post to the next. The tall man is Nick and he used to work at Northern Air Cargo in Anchorage with Carmen. That's his son on the left, but they had already moved on when I got the ID's and his name had slipped out with him.

A group of teens caught in my rearview mirror.

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Reader Comments (8)

Poor Royce.

February 7, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterManxMamma

I really wish you would send some of that snow to Fairbanks Mr. Hess.. could you bottle us up about 3 of those 6 inches? We could really use it.

So sad that Royce has taken a turn..

February 7, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterRocksee

Thinking of you, Royce and Lavina today, and tomorrow. Hang in there.

February 7, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterMichelle

Today you gave me an answer to something we have been wondering about.

You listen to Prairie Home Companion!

Yesterday's show was simulcasted LIVE on Thursday evening to 1,500 theaters around the country...first time ever... and Mike and I went to see it locally. It was very exiting to be part of watching the radio show 'visually' unfold. Minneapolis is home and we have listened to Garrison for the entire 35 years he has been on the air.

Sorry to read about Royce's (gland??) problem. A real Stinkowich!! But there you are providing loving care in spite of the stench ...bless you.

Our thoughts are with Lavina.

February 7, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterFunny Face

I think that Garrison Keillor is great too.

February 7, 2010 | Unregistered Commenterdebby

I am sorry to hear about Royce.

February 7, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterSuzy (=^..^=)

Mr. Hess
Royce could have impacted anal glands - very foul odor - if you could manage it, you could express them yourself - but then again so can the vet.
This could just be a coincidental problem besides whatever else is going on though.
Best wishes,
Joan

Hopefully this is not it...just doing a little digging online and using the information you've given us....
http://www.felinecrf.com/what0.htm
This is part of what I read on this site:
"Hyperthyroidism is one of the most common diseases of cats, particularly middle-aged and senior cats. Hyperthyroidism increases the blood flow to the kidneys and may mask symptoms of CRF (Chronic Renal Insufficiency). Recent studies indicate that a significant percentage of cats who were treated for hyperthyroidism (whether the treatment was surgical, radiological, or a life-long prescription for Tapazole) showed symptoms of CRF. These treatments reduce the thyroid hormone in the cat's system. Among other things, this reduces the blood flow to the kidneys. CRF that had previously been masked becomes apparent. Sub-clinical kidney failure can become clinical and even healthy kidneys can undergo some deterioration."

I'm not trying to be a bummer. I feel so sad for Royce and thought it might help if this wasn't mentioned at his appointment, that you'd have this to talk about too?

I'm thinking about all of you every day. I'm so excited for Lavina and your whole family. I understand Lavinas pain, as I have been there myself with two kids and months of labor.

February 7, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterAngel

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