I lived on the last frontier for 14 years a single woman. I had to endure alot living in Alaska: homelessness, illness, cancer, and waiting for buses in -40 degree weather. But since coming to Idaho there have been hardships too: losing most of my belongings in Alaska and having to start over, going without a car for over 6 months, and living where the temperature was 109 degrees just the other day.
I think of what my ancestors must have endured such as my Great Grandmother Mary Shuster. Her husband Charles Keeler was killed in cold blood as a City Marshall in 1867 in The Dalles, Oregon. She remarried Fred Wickman and had eight more children. Charles & Mary's daughter Emma Keeler was my grandmother.
What were Mary's thoughts as she walked the Oregon trail as a young girl? And how heartbroken she must have felt when her husband was murdered.
I too lost a man I loved who was killed in the Vietnam war. Never had a family of my own or children. Often made fun of by family members and strangers too.
I too knew the heartache of trying to make it alone in this world where there are vultures everywhere.
I lived in Alaska 14 years and never saw guys that were this cute up there! But I did find a bunch of them who would try and run me over when waiting for a bus in Anchorage, and splash me with mud on purpose. I dated one who left me at a Mexican restaurant one time after having a severe acid reflux attack and called me a bunch of names because I had "embarrassed him." One time I was waiting for a bus in Anchorage and a guy went by and said --"Why don't you get a job barfly?" Amazing to me is that I was working two jobs at the time and have never drank a day in my life. When I lived in Wasilla I had one man follow me home and accuse me of drinking and driving! Maybe because I wasn't skinny enough for these men and wasn't blonde and blue eyed who knows? There is alot of alcoholism, wife abuse, and drunks in Alaska. I don't think the Alaska Men's Magazine mentions that however.

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