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This editorial sheet is published by
Hurielle Spears at ‘Dillingham, Alaska*
Why? HI-tunno?sc J'j n y^arc l;
’*GIVE THE .^!i
Complaints! Petitionsi Petitions!
Complaintsl And so on— *
I i'r’fer this time to a muddle of factor^
resulting in a hodge-podge ®f Icebox Flats^
wind and snow, and an impassable road! }
(Grist, indeed, for Dillingham* s idle
millsl)
I walk, too# It13 no fun for anyone to
wc.de drifts hip-deep enroute to b job as
stinging snow bepts one side of your face
offs Especially when one tries to believe
she is ’’city stuff1’ and not the least bit'
Bncrush# But sometimes it has to be done#
Jt is unfair to blame situations on our
lo?nl ARC crew# I sit on Windmill Hill and
watch thorn getting their equipment warmed
and out anytime from four in the morning
until long after dark at night. If it is
humanly possibly the school bus gets clear
an*>o--if the roads •an not be opened for
a time, the bus gets an escort of bull
dozer and snowblower,
A3 late as midnight the night before
last the road was boautiful—later a wind
sprang up and tnero was NO TRAC3 ef the
road at five in the morning 7/hen.the ARC
crcvw began working to cl jar it for the
day* s traffic# I know--I have a ring
side scatl Closed roads do not indicate
indifference nor slacking off, believe mot
People always finding fault remind me
of this little poomi
Who thinks your job is just a snap?
Who says there^ s nothing to it?
Vfho el so but somp v/iSe character
_T no doesnTt have to do it! __
JfL^ UrOMf Jl IsimJ fl~.
They ha d an honest to goodness rub
ber Christmas,••.he ushered them all in
to the tree and had them stretch their
imagination,., ,
...He was bragging about all his New .
Year's resolutions and he said he wan
really going to keep them, hell, I'ra ■
got some, too ana I'm going to keep them,
too,..all to myself!
• ••l»Ven while billon and Santa were
spreading happiness pmongst the smell
fry their eyes were 'watering1..•
•••as he oogled his housekeeper, he
said, "Your fee© may be your fortune,
but it's your legs that draw the in
terost,,." (They he mysteriously blacked
out—they- say a pitcher fell from the
mantle abov© his head. Oh, well--why
argue,)
•••"That'B MY businesst"
• •« They're a good couple* lihe's got
a hole in her head and h^'e "broad" min’
edl I'll be seeing you,#,