sed many of their sections with fantastic results. Thanks! I couldn't have done this without you! Dad: TJ Sanders. Moved to Juneau, AK after his military service in the USMC (Thank you. I appreciate your service to our country.) married our Mother, and produced 4 offspring, like good Catholics did. Was a volunteer firefighter in Douglas, Alaska (basis for another story I am writing entitled "Vapor Valley") and sang in local bars for "damn good money and all the beer I could drink." He has a good voice, and played the guitar well. Worked in the telecom field most of his life, used to tinker with radios and electronics, and splice home movies in his limited free time when I was a child. Probably the reason that I find radio broadcasts so intriguing, then and now. How about those telling tunes, dead air moments, and skips which fired frequently over the airways of the Juneau radio stations during the 1960's and 1970's? And those signal blasts of the Emergency Broadcast System are forever in my memory banks. Lives in Stayton, OR. Dale Henkins: Uncle to the sibs and me, brother to our Mother, Sharon. He enjoys gathering information, and storing it for later retrieval. He's outgoing, intelligent, and surprisingly intellectual. Once a conversation with him is fully underway; it's amazing how much knowledge he has, on many subjects. He's doesn't fit the profile of a neighborhood BusyBody, but he has the knowledge base of one. I thought now was perfect opportunity to ask him a few questions regarding some words my Gramma shared with me over the years; particularly about the perhaps not so good old days in the Mini Fiefdom, and the Big Berg. Lives in beautiful downtown Douglas. Douglas: Across the bridge on Douglas Island, next to Juneau, Alaska. Used to be its own City, but is now part of the City and Borough of Juneau. Formerly a self contained and fully operational Production Unit featuring its own school, Mt. Jumbo (teach you a lesson!) and the sounds of children and adults long since passed over, still echo thoughout its hollowed halls today. A Catholic Church (pray to excuse your daily sins), cold storage facility (kill 'em and chill 'em), laundromat (wash and dry those stains bye-bye!), fuel and service station (bring 'em in, take 'em apart), fire department (sound the alarm!) water reservoir (beaver water, anyone? A favored description used by my Gramma of the water coming from the tap) public works equipment (rigs to dig), public library (shhh!! Whisper! It's a Secret!) boat harbor (what floats your boat?), beauty shop (as my brother would say "no help for some") full service grocery store (everybody's got to eat), a couple of bars (drink your pour, say no more), at least one restaurant, a building referred to as "The Indian School" which was apparently the school for Natives (non-whites) when my Mother was young. The local Native children attended public school by the time I was enrolled in the late 60's. A quiet little community, which also featured at least three cemeteries, which are still in existence; if not in current use. Some things have changed in the last 40 years, different businesses closing and opening, new owners, and Douglas being hooked up to the citywide water and sewer system. Shucks, I sorta miss seeing the toilet paper bits, and other assorted chunks of unidentifiable materials floating in Gastineau Channel. A Mini Fiefdom in the Big Berg, back in the good old days. Eric Swanson: a.k.a "EWS," and "FLS#2" (Former Loving Spouse) of mine, father of Claire, and the Best Stepfather that I could have chosen for Valerie. Most of my sibs like him more than they like me; Always have, always will. Lives in Juneau. FBI: The Federal Bureau of Investigation. How Fed can you get? Especially when it's part of the name. This branch is my first choice for "warming the chair," so to speak. I believe that I would be an outstanding employee for them; although my sense of humor might be a bit over the top for some staff. They might overlook my lack of formal education, and swap it for my ability to teach. Laughter is great for diffusing to tough situations; I've had much practice. "Feeders:" Those who were on the receiving end of the wire worn by at least one person who interviewed me in June of 2007. It was not specified who they were, or what Branch they represented, but they were informed on my past and present activities with amazingly accurate details. They knew more about me than I knew about myself, in some cases. Based on what I've read, the questions and MO used sounds like a branch of the US government; some say the CIA. Could be; I don't know, and they have elected to not communicate via email other than replying to the one back door tactic I used of sending a few questions to their Entertainment Industry Liaison. I've put the Feeders under my heading of the SAE. FOB: Fabulous Old Broad; a term that I use to describe myself. (Click here for Poem # 30 Fabulous Old Broad With Overgrown Tree.) Gail Sanders: a.k.a "Natasha," or "Tash," as she calls herself on occasion. Younger sister of mine (by 11 months) and is the epitome of "Spy Struck." She can quote you a line from almost any James Bond flick, has "The Avengers" on DVD, and when she made a reference to "Matt Helm" and I asked who he was, she whipped out a videocassette and popped it into the machine! Now that's an avid fan of the genre. Even I recognized ol' Dino, and someone in movies or TV has to be a very prominent person if I know who they are. Practices Quantum Touch Healing; has repeatedly stated to be supernaturally "Tuned In" via more than one "channel." Has claimed that inanimate objects, such as screws holding on my car door panels can loosen and tighten themselves. I wasn't CONvinced of that reply, and when I pressed her for details, she claimed to be too busy to "OOOMMMM" over that puzzler in Automotive Physics again; so I emailed the guys at Car Talk for an expert opinion. Click here for that email. Previously claimed to have read a book by Mrs. Litvinenko, the wife of the former KGB Spy who died in London in November 2006, from poisoning with a peppering of polonium-210; before the book was written, or published!! "The wife of Litvenyenko is writing her own book I read sometime ago. I was just thinking last week I needed to tune in and tap into that again." February 14, 2008 email from Gail. Click to read. A Wand Waver like no other! Lives in Charlotte, North Carolina. Authors Note: The book below is available on Amazon.com, and was a joint work by Mrs. Litvinenko and Alex Goldfarb. If this is the book that Gail was referring to, she didn't clarify. Death of a Dissident: The Poisoning of Alexander Litvinenko and the Return of the KGB by Alex Goldfarb (Author), Marina Litvinenko (Author) Publisher: The Free Press (May 22, 2007) Jewel: a.k.a. "Jade" and "Madame Jade," the Dominatrix. Former landlady of mine for several months. Specializes in Fetish, and has said that Foot Fetish is especially popular here in L.A. I'll take her word for it, and you might also. According to my sibs, she was the first to raise the alarm that I was "Missing." Given her line of work, I'm not buying that. She'd be keeping the cops away from the barn; although technically speaking, I don't think that providing Fetish Services is illegal. She has a pleasant voice, was also answering her own Fantasy Fone Line through one of the services available; might still be. Attractive, with a dramatic flair. She didn't bring work home, and the house was usually tidy. I'd be happy to include a link to her site, if she desires. Might as well drum up more paying clients! Beats buying your own advertising. Juneau: a.k.a. "J Town." The capital city of Alaska, and the place where Sharon, and most of us were born and raised. "Leaf, or Leaves": The apparent representatives of numerous branches of The Big Tree; who responded to my Poetic Personals Ads which I published on Craigslist. It's been an amazing cross section who have replied, and I seem to have quite a following of readers; even if I didn't date them. See the Emails To / From Leaf Dates section for a few entertaining examples of our correspondence. Taxpayers, please note: It is worthwhile to state that any "employees" on the public payroll who I chose to meet, had decent writing skills, or exhibited something which compelled me to have a coffee date with them. You might not feel as if you are getting your monies' worth as you fork over that chunk o' cash out of your earnings every year, but it's got to be going somewhere once you've kissed it goodbye. It might as well be spent on me! At least I'm giving you a great story. Mark Sanders: a.k.a. "Matt" or "Jim" (as in a take off of Jim Rockford, the P.I. TV series)The youngest of the 5 children produced by my Mother. He's the funniest of the family; although he appears to have lost his sense of humor. Most emails from him that I have received over the last 10 months are brief, and boringly repetitive that I "need professional help." Lives in the Florida Keys. MOM: Sharon Sanders. The mother of Jay, Anna, Paula, Gail, and Mark. She and I have never gotten on well, and that's no State Secret! A converted Catholic, and she made certain that her a.k.a "EWS," and "FLS#2" (Former Loving Spouse) of mine, father of Claire, and the Best Stepfather that I could have chosen for Valerie. Most of my sibs like him more than they like me; Always have, always will. Lives in Juneau.
FBI: The Federal Bureau of Investigation. How Fed can you get? Especially when it's part of the name. This branch is my first choice for "warming the chair," so to speak. I believe that I would be an outstanding employee for them; although my sense of humor might be a bit over the top for some staff. They might overlook my lack of formal education, and swap it for my ability to teach. Laughter is great for diffusing to tough situations; I've had much practice.
"Feeders:" Those who were on the receiving end of the wire worn by at least one person who interviewed me in June of 2007. It was not specified who they were, or what Branch they represented, but they were informed on my past and present activities with amazingly accurate details. They knew more about me than I knew about myself, in some cases. Based on what I've read, the questions and MO used sounds like a branch of the US government; some say the CIA. Could be; I don't know, and they have elected to not communicate via email other than replying to the one back door tactic I used of sending a few questions to their Entertainment Industry Liaison. I've put the Feeders under my heading of the SAE.
FOB: Fabulous Old Broad; a term that I use to describe myself. (Click here for Poem # 30 Fabulous Old Broad With Overgrown Tree.)
Gail Sanders: a.k.a "Natasha," or "Tash," as she calls herself on occasion. Younger sister of mine (by 11 months) and is the epitome of "Spy Struck." She can quote you a line from almost any James Bond flick, has "The Avengers" on DVD, and when she made a reference to "Matt Helm" and I asked who he was, she whipped out a videocassette and popped it into the machine! Now that's an avid fan of the genre. Even I recognized ol' Dino, and someone in movies or TV has to be a very prominent person if I know who they are.
Practices Quantum Touch Healing; has repeatedly stated to be supernaturally "Tuned In" via more than one "channel." Has claimed that inanimate objects, such as screws holding on my car door panels can loosen and tighten themselves. I wasn't CONvinced of that reply, and when I pressed her for details, she claimed to be too busy to "OOOMMMM" over that puzzler in Automotive Physics again; so I emailed the guys at Car Talk for an expert opinion. Click here for that email.
Previously claimed to have read a book by Mrs. Litvinenko, the wife of the former KGB Spy who died in London in November 2006, from poisoning with a peppering of polonium-210; before the book was written, or published!! "The wife of Litvenyenko is writing her own book I read sometime ago. I was just thinking last week I needed to tune in and tap into that again." February 14, 2008 email from Gail. Click to read. A Wand Waver like no other! Lives in Charlotte, North Carolina.
Authors Note: The book below is available on Amazon.com, and was a joint work by Mrs. Litvinenko and Alex Goldfarb. If this is the book that Gail was referring to, she didn't clarify.
Death of a Dissident: The Poisoning of Alexander Litvinenko and the Return of the KGB
by Alex Goldfarb (Author), Marina Litvinenko (Author) Publisher: The Free Press (May 22, 2007)
Jewel: a.k.a. "Jade" and "Madame Jade," the Dominatrix. Former landlady of mine for several months. Specializes in Fetish, and has said that Foot Fetish is especially popular here in L.A. I'll take her word for it, and you might also.
According to my sibs, she was the first to raise the alarm that I was "Missing." Given her line of work, I'm not buying that. She'd be keeping the cops away from the barn; although technically speaking, I don't think that providing Fetish Services is illegal. She has a pleasant voice, was also answering her own Fantasy Fone Line through one of the services available; might still be. Attractive, with a dramatic flair.
She didn't bring work home, and the house was usually tidy. I'd be happy to include a link to her site, if she desires. Might as well drum up more paying clients! Beats buying your own advertising.
Juneau: a.k.a. "J Town." The capital city of Alaska, and the place where Sharon, and most of us were born and raised.
"Leaf, or Leaves": The apparent representatives of numerous branches of The Big Tree; who responded to my Poetic Personals Ads which I published on Craigslist. It's been an amazing cross section who have replied, and I seem to have quite a following of readers; even if I didn't date them. See the Emails To / From Leaf Dates section for a few entertaining examples of our correspondence.
Taxpayers, please note: It is worthwhile to state that any "employees" on the public payroll who I chose to meet, had decent writing skills, or exhibited something which compelled me to have a coffee date with them. You might not feel as if you are getting your monies' worth as you fork over that chunk o' cash out of your earnings every year, but it's got to be going somewhere once you've kissed it goodbye. It might as well be spent on me! At least I'm giving you a great story.
Mark Sanders: a.k.a. "Matt" or "Jim" (as in a take off of Jim Rockford, the P.I. TV series)
The youngest of the 5 children produced by my Mother. He's the funniest of the family; although he appears to have lost his sense of humor. Most emails from him that I have received over the last 10 months are brief, and boringly repetitive that I "need professional help." Lives in the Florida Keys.
MOM: Sharon Sanders. The mother of Jay, Anna, Paula, Gail, and Mark. She and I have never gotten on well, and that's no State Secret! A converted Catholic, and she made certain that her offspring were perched in the pews daily during Lent, every Sunday, and each Holy Day. No longer attends Mass herself, and none of her children do either.
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