A Sonnet to My Rose By Norm Olson, Nikiski Eyes brief commune doth comfort and console, Warm icy winter, and grace the terrene day. Hands touch and for eternal moments...
Need For Heed By Norm Olson, Nikiski Speeding down the highway, the wind against my face With my Honda underneath me, I raced for open space. The throttle fully open, no faster could I fly.
...remain an individual who has chosen to value your privacy and freedom from those who would use your information against you, reject Obama and his hair brained idea of national health care without the slightest form of privacy. Norm Olson Nikiski
...so that the federal central government can look good throwing money at native groups. One begins to wonder also as to what advantage representative government is when it fails to protect the people who voted it into office? Norm Olson, Nikiski
...question of all: What can be done to take the hate away? But don't ask the question if you can't stand the answer! Be sure of one thing, however: Whatever you pour into your children will eventually show up one day. Norm Olson, Nikiski
...the courage all along. It seems that nowadays, everything Alaskans really need is controlled by the Great Oz. But, perhaps what Alaskans really need, they have had all along. Isn't it time Alaskans do for themselves? Norm Olson, Nikiski
...no longer remember or care why we quit striving to be free, we only know that its always been that way. Perhaps this is why Jefferson prescribed a revolution every now and then: To replace all the monkeys at the same time! Norm Olson, Nikiski
Waiting For The Master By Norm Olson, Nikiski With a ball by its side our old dog died In the place it had laid each day. And we remembered how it had whimpered and cried Each...
...run. My vote for Berkowitz isn't about him, it's about you. Can you deliver? No more ignoring the will of the people who want this thing to happen... Remember, you're either the boss on this project or a pawn. Norm Olson, Nikiski
...exorbitant price of $2.92 for a gallon of gas. I'll tell you, I was deeply touched by their burden. Would you believe I wept and lamented for a long time after reading it? NOT! Mr. Editor, if you don't mind, spare us. Norm Olson, Nikiski
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