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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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May242011

In honor of Dr. Walter Soboleff, who has left after more than 102 years amongst us

Yesterday afternoon I learned that Dr. Walter Soboleff had passed away in Juneau Sunday at the age of 102. So I have postponed for tomorrow what I had planned for today in order to dedicate this post solely to his memory and honor.

I am not going to write much about him right now, save to say that he was truly one of the most honorable, decent, and gentle men that I have ever met and that he was a truly a giant in shaping those parts of modern-day Alaska that are good. It did not matter if one was Native, white, black, Asian or other - in the presence of Dr. Walter Soboleff, one felt only love and warmth - and this was true even if what Dr. Soboleff was doing was fighting for Native rights.

I know, because I personally felt that warmth and love and I could see that all who came into his presence also felt it.

As a member of Yeil (Raven) moiety, L'eeneido (Dog Salmon) clan, he loved, respected, protected and advanced his Tlingit way of life and culture, but embraced that which he found good in all cultures. He became a Presbyterian minister at a time when segregation was strong in Alaska and church congregations were divided by race - white only, Native only...

Yet, he invited anyone of any race to join his congregation and so created the first integrated congregation in Alaska.

He was a leader in the Alaska Native Brotherhood and in anything related to the Tlingit, Haida, and Tsimshian cultures and happenings of Southeast Alaska. He was a chaplain in the Alaska Army National Guard, from which he retired after 20 years as a lieutenant colonel. In 1989, he was named AFN citizen of the year.

I cannot recall exactly in what year, but just as I had the recent honor to cover Katie John receiving her honorary Doctor's Degree from the University of Alaska, Fairbanks, so too was I able to cover Dr. Soboleff when UAF bestowed the same honor upon him and Dr. Kenneth Toovak of Barrow. Even before that, in 1968, he had received an honorary doctorate of humanities from the University of Alaska and in 1952 an honorary doctorate of divinity from the University of Dubuque, where he had earned his bachelor's degree in 1933.

Once, before that time, I received a letter from Dr. Soboleff out of the clear blue. It had been years since I had spoken with him, yet something prompted him to write to me to tell me that he appreciated my work and to encourage me to keep it up.

I know this sounds a bit like I am boasting, but to receive that letter from this man for no other reason than that one day he decided to write it touched me deeply and indeed it did encourage me and continues to to this day.

I took the above photo at Celebration 2004 in Juneau, as Dr. Soboleff took his place for a panoramic photo of all the dancers and singers present. At that time, he was a young 96 years old.

Thank you, Dr. Soboleff and to your family, my condolences. What a privilege it must have been for you to have been raised and shaped by this wonderful man. Thank you for sharing him with so many.

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Reader Comments (7)

Another 'wisdom bearer'. How lucky you are that you know these people. How lucky we are that you have the gift to share those people with us. Thank you, my friend.

May 24, 2011 | Unregistered Commenterdebby

Thank you so much again, Bill, for sharing the people you know, love and respect, with the rest of us.

May 24, 2011 | Unregistered CommenterGrandma Nancy

Thank you for telling us about this kind and gentle man. My sympathy to his family and all who knew him.

May 24, 2011 | Unregistered CommenterKathryn

thank you for honoring Dr Soboleff, Bill.
Part of what made him so special were things like the letter he wrote you.
His arms were wide enough to hold us all.

May 24, 2011 | Unregistered CommenterAlaska Pi

Thank you Bill. Hope you will have more pictures and stories about this wonderful man. He recognized you for all you have done for the natives in Alaska. So much more important than the politicians getting all the attention. I hope to see you get an honorary doctorate too!

May 24, 2011 | Unregistered CommenterMrs Gunka

I was hoping you would post something Bill and I'm so glad you did. Thank you.

May 25, 2011 | Unregistered Commenterdahli22

Nice photo composition accompanied with a nice story Bill. Regards

May 25, 2011 | Unregistered CommenterWeb Free Files

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