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flying in alaska: June 2010
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No one gets it in and out like a bush pilot". Tuesday, June 29, 2010. I announce the last flight out to quinhagak (kwin-a-hawk). Is departing. my sole passenger steps forward. She is a young girl, maybe 17. wide-eyed and clueless. alone. She nervously holds her new baby girl. I can't comprehend what it would be like to be in her situation. i open the terminal door and we walk out to my waiting aircraft and i strap them in. methodically flipping switches, bringing my bird to life. Her condition reminds me...
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Memories Of Dust : Update part II
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DISCLOSURE: MATURE SUBJECT MATTER. I've never wrote about my experiences in Iraq, nor talked much about them. I feel the silence became a cancer that slowly spread the past seven years, in desperate need of a cure. Writing the truths, exaggerations, breakdowns and lies are my antidote. My posts will be in no important order nor will they always be chronological. My memories have been eroded away by time and my. Friday, June 19, 2015. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
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flying in alaska: July 2010
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No one gets it in and out like a bush pilot". Tuesday, July 20, 2010. Rob has been a little frustrated from the lack of romantic progress in bethel. the nurse he was working on (the one with the sweet milk-makers) continues playing games; a bit of the ol' hot-cold on-off mindreading. That ladies have been famous for since prehistoric times. Rob was caught in those awful horse latitudes of male-female relations first discovered by one e. abbey. In the tradition of all great festivals (such as burning man.
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flying in alaska: September 2010
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No one gets it in and out like a bush pilot". Saturday, September 11, 2010. The lure of mama africa has proven too hard to resist, and i am headed back to try to make a difference in the place of greatest disparity. This will be the end of the alaska blog unless i return here in another capacity someday. if anyone is interested in following my african exploits, they will be continued at my old blog site: www.120skipper.blogspot.com. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). 60° 47′ N 161° 45′ W.
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Memories Of Dust : April 2013
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DISCLOSURE: MATURE SUBJECT MATTER. I've never wrote about my experiences in Iraq, nor talked much about them. I feel the silence became a cancer that slowly spread the past seven years, in desperate need of a cure. Writing the truths, exaggerations, breakdowns and lies are my antidote. My posts will be in no important order nor will they always be chronological. My memories have been eroded away by time and my. Monday, April 29, 2013. Mother fucking bunk beds! Real wiring with sockets! A hot, destroyed, ...
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Memories Of Dust : December 2012
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DISCLOSURE: MATURE SUBJECT MATTER. I've never wrote about my experiences in Iraq, nor talked much about them. I feel the silence became a cancer that slowly spread the past seven years, in desperate need of a cure. Writing the truths, exaggerations, breakdowns and lies are my antidote. My posts will be in no important order nor will they always be chronological. My memories have been eroded away by time and my. Tuesday, December 18, 2012. The shared connection of all life. Some say its apathetic. Loco an...
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Memories Of Dust : Fallujah: Part I
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DISCLOSURE: MATURE SUBJECT MATTER. I've never wrote about my experiences in Iraq, nor talked much about them. I feel the silence became a cancer that slowly spread the past seven years, in desperate need of a cure. Writing the truths, exaggerations, breakdowns and lies are my antidote. My posts will be in no important order nor will they always be chronological. My memories have been eroded away by time and my. Wednesday, March 13, 2013. I retire for the evening and sit on my cot, starring down at the cu...
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Memories Of Dust : February 2013
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DISCLOSURE: MATURE SUBJECT MATTER. I've never wrote about my experiences in Iraq, nor talked much about them. I feel the silence became a cancer that slowly spread the past seven years, in desperate need of a cure. Writing the truths, exaggerations, breakdowns and lies are my antidote. My posts will be in no important order nor will they always be chronological. My memories have been eroded away by time and my. Monday, February 18, 2013. Or in layman's terms, the Ride of the Valkyries. I rest my foot on ...
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Memories Of Dust : March 2013
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DISCLOSURE: MATURE SUBJECT MATTER. I've never wrote about my experiences in Iraq, nor talked much about them. I feel the silence became a cancer that slowly spread the past seven years, in desperate need of a cure. Writing the truths, exaggerations, breakdowns and lies are my antidote. My posts will be in no important order nor will they always be chronological. My memories have been eroded away by time and my. Wednesday, March 13, 2013. I retire for the evening and sit on my cot, starring down at the cu...
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flying in alaska: August 2010
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No one gets it in and out like a bush pilot". Thursday, August 26, 2010. Disclaimer: this is a long-winded rant. excessive carbon dioxide exposure can result in asphyxiation. stop reading if you feel faint. And outsiders' interaction with. Most of all, i want to be fair here. i want my comments to pay homage to the native alaskans' dignity and humanity. i want my words to honor a proud culture that has been taken advantage of by more powerful players, like so many others. When i first decided to fly the ...