We brought cookies to Paul the GM of KSKO. He wanted me to remind people, out of the listening area, that they can stream the station. He always tells people that when he has a bad day everyone gets to witness on air. He’s not shy and often self-effacing. They have some good indigenous music and news feeds from around AK and the lower 48.
As I near the end of my tenure here, I reflect on the two month journey. I have not talked politics with anyone. I believe I have met people who might view me as their worst enemy and vice versa. But if so, I don’t know who they are and don’t care. The delivery system is crazy. But things get delivered or they don’t. Life goes on just the same. People are starved for gossip. There’s not much here to gossip about. When one of the fishers asked Terry why he was here and he replied “to fish,” she told people that Terry was a “smarty ass.” We heard this from several people who heard it from people we don’t even know. People like to tattle. It’s good to leave now when all of this still seems fun.
Down the street the dogs are barking and ululating their dissonant chords, a chilling reminder that spring thaw lifts the veil.
Mountain Peace 