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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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Jun132010

The wedding of Rainey and B-III, part 3: Rainey and B-III exchange vows; their first kiss as husband and wife

Naturally, there was a procession of bride's maids and groom attendants that preceded the couple and I wanted to run pictures of all of them, but I pulled aside far too many images for this post than I could practically use, so I decided just to get right to it. Following the entry of their entourages, the bride and groom entered together.

I know this is not how it is traditionally done in the US, but the father of the bride was unable to come down from Point Hope for the ceremony. As the couple saw it, they were giving themselves to each other and so they walked in together. As they walked, Clyde Hugo, sitting just beyond the far edge of the congregation, played "Here Comes the Bride" on his acoustic guitar.

I am running more than half-a-day behind in getting today's post up, so I will hurry right along.

Soon, with their entourages behind them, they stand in front of Reverend Warden, who reads the appropriate script as she leads them toward their vows.

They bow their heads as Reverend Warden offers the first of several prayers.

As the Reverend speaks about the special sacredness and partnership of marriage, they hold hands and look at each other.

They smile a lot.

It is just about time to exchange vows.

Rainey promises to love and cherish her husband.

B-III promises to love and cherish his wife.

Reverend Warden offers another prayer to sanctify this marriage.

B-III prepares to place her ring upon Rainey's finger.

He slides the ring onto her finger.

Now Rainey brings B-III's ring to his finger.

She slips it on to his finger. Now it is time for husband and wife to kiss.

They do. It is not a quick, shy, kiss, but one with feeling and passion, one that lingers a bit.

Even when the kiss ends, the couple continue on in a loving embrace.

Reverend Warden addresses the crowd to tell them that B-III and Rainey are now husband and wife.

Rainey's sister, Angela, cries, just as she did throughout the ceremony.

They pray again.

The ceremony is over. Everyone applauds.

Rainey and B-III hug the woman who wed them.

The people of the village come to embrace them.

As do visitors, who made them feel at home and welcome during the time they lived in Barrow and who are now welcome in Anaktuvuk.

Now Clyde Hugo vigorously plays his guitar as he sings, "You are my Sunshine."

Casey Nay also wept on and off throughout. Now, she lets it all go.

I want to add that this wedding felt exceptionally special to me. Exceptionally.

I will return tomorrow with Part 4, which will be the post-wedding celebration, the part that took place in the gymnasium and the part that happened at the foot of the mountains.

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Reader Comments (10)

Congratulations to the Rainey & B-III. You see the love in everyone's faces.

June 13, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterMichelle

The tears at a wedding are like tears of prayer...so many good wishes and prayers for the new couple.

June 13, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterWhiteStone

"Very beautiful and special Rainey, thank you for inviting me, sorry I couldn't make it!" ;D

June 13, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterLouisa Stein

so beautiful
Congratulations to the happy couple !!

June 14, 2010 | Unregistered Commentertwain12

Thank you Bill. What a beautiful ceremony and you let us become a part of it. So much love & happiness - awesome. My tears are flowing too. I tend to cry more with happiness than sadness. Must be wired strangely. Blessings to the happy couple & their families & friends, especially you for bringing it to us..

June 14, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterKat

Rainey looked beautiful and the kuspaq's are a priceless garb for any informal or formal setting.

I wish I were married by Reverend Warden, how cool is that?

Thanks for sharing what is a common type of rural wedding for Alaskans, but is so unique and fascinating for outsiders.

When Real America is spoken about as a commodity in the political battlefields, its funny that Rural Alaska is discounted. The challenges of goods and services, the supply chain and energy needs would be (and are) mind-boggling to those in the contiguous U.S.

Mr. Hess, you straddle both worlds in a State as large as Alaska, you are more intimate with some of our cultures than most urban Alaskans and act somewhat as an Ambassador to others for our sake.

Thank you for representing us so well.

Quyana.

June 14, 2010 | Unregistered Commentericvillages

the emotion really comes out in these photos.

June 14, 2010 | Unregistered Commenterdahli22

Wonderful job as usual, Bill. These images made me feel like I was there for that wonderful day.

Congratulations and Best Wishes to Rainey and B-III.

The beginning is always so beautiful; the beginning of a couple and their lives together. Nothing quite matches the excitement of meeting your soul mate and committing to each other. These are the special times to hold in your heart and remember when the going might be tough, but something brings everyone together and these two seem like a good fit.

Thanks, as always for sharing an emotional glimpse into the lives of people that I may never have the pleasure of meeting.

You are an exceptional storyteller, and well, I don't even need to mention what a great photog you are :-)

Happy wishes to the new couple. Happiness and peace always.

June 14, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterAlicia Greene

What a precious day that was, u could feel the love in the air. Rainey and I were like crazy sewing women for days, lots of fun and hey we got it done, I love Rainey's atiqluk made with beads, beautiful. IThe guys look awesome too! All that hard work paid off!!!:)

June 16, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterCatherine

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