I’m very proud to be giving my grandmother, La Vaughn Kemnow, a little assistance with her memoir of life on an Alaskan Homestead in the 1950s. I had no idea of the story of my mother’s childhood, and this has been a poignant labor, converting the interior and cover files for publication. I don’t know yet when it will be available, beyond soon, but I wanted to show the artwork that will grace the cover. These are her photographs, and the little ones are my mother, aunts, and uncles.
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One thing I deeply regret about the years we lived in Alaska when you were young was that we never took you girls to see where I grew up. I did take your dad one day when we were that direction, but we didn’t have you girls with us, don’t remember why.
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I know we got close, at least once. I don’t believe I ever saw the lake.
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