McKinley For The Afternoon: April 16, 2005

  • Fine Dining At The Latitude 62
    Ever the adventure-seekers they are, my parents wanted to take an afternoon off of seeing Ari to go see a little bit of Alaska. My wonderfully generous friend Chris Hodel agreed to take us up for a little flight. We flew about 45 minutes in his 206 up to the Mt. McKinley area, spent 30 minutes flying around, then stopped in Talkeetna for a walk and dinner at the Latitude 62 Restaurant. The flight back to town was only about 35 minutes. We flew a few hundred feet above the river for the first half of it, then climbed into the proper airspace before entering the pattern to land at Merrill Field.

Eddie & Jen's Wedding Weekend, San Francisco

  • Father & Bride Approaching The Hupa
    Eddie & Jen's Wedding Weekend was special in many ways: seeing a dear friend formalize the best decision of his life, bringing Ari to the town where Yael and I met, and most of all, catching up with dear friends.

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HELLO FROM BELMONT!
My emails to the both of you are bouncing again, so decided I would try this blog!Great pictures and story about Norman, and it is about the plans for his memorial that I have questions about.I have heard via the idita-support group that the date of the memorial has been changed to the Friday before the race. True or no? Would like details when available as many in this idita-group are planning on attending. Anybody who is anybody in the mushing world would want to be there to pay their respects. With all of the idita-madness that goes on before the race.......where besides the Sullivans Arena would have the space to accommodate all those people? Hopefully, there will be or has been,a more private memorail for family and CLOSE friends ..... like the Kaufmans!! Hope to hear from you guys...dont know WHY my emails keep bouncing : (
Lots of love,
Sunny

Much Love and thank you to all who knew and cared for my Grandfather. It is comforting to know that all friends were there for him as we live in Charleston SC and have health issues of our own and could not be there in the end.... What a great man...

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Several times, he looked over at me and smiled, and I could see the sparkle in his eye. He was so enjoying himself, right up to the last.

Much Love and thank you to all who knew and cared for my Grandfather.

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I still remember meeting him at Gerry Riley's place in Nenana. I had NO idea who he was and didn't find out till much later (I was a 15 year old punk rock kid with a mohawk who had just moved to AK and was hanging out with Gerry's son.) A memory I will treasure the rest of my life. A very remarkable man and one of my all time heroes. RIP Norman.

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