This is mother standing on the highway that ran from Palmer to Anchorage, probably somewhere in the vicinity of The Butte. The road ran straight to the mountain, crossed the Kinik River , and then ran along the base of the mountain alongside the river. We lived about four or five miles (?) from the place where the highway crossed the Kinik. Every spring a snow slide would come down and block traffic for a day or two.This is obviously in summer, and I have an idea it was the first or second year we lived in Alaska.
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There was no place in the world as wonderful as Alaska in the summer. We had raspberries the size of golf balls. Since we lived on the side of the mountain in the background, we had a huuuge playground. And Mom came with us.
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