Pray Hard

Letter 1, Dated: June 3, 1962, From: Fairbanks, Alaska (continued)

 

The road was rough but no worse than some at home but when dry it sure is dusty and crooked in places, never know what’s over the next hill or around the next curve.

You can’t imagine the scenery till you see it. Mountains covered with snow, lakes & rivers still with ice and snow on them. Tried to catch some of it in color. Hope I did.

Are going out to the Airport tomorrow and try to get a job so keep your fingers crossed. Construction hasn’t completely opened up yet, but will take anything right now.

Sure is lonesome here without you and the kids. Miss all of you very much.

Hope I can get a job soon, can sure build a beautiful log home up here and cheap too. That’s what we’ll have if things work out right. So, pray hard.

Tell everybody there Hi for me and keep their fingers crossed too.

Sorry I didn’t send many cards, but we were moving pretty fast and didn’t even think about it half the time.

Am going to try around here maybe a week and if nothing happens am heading for Anchorage.

Can’t think of much more to write about right now, because I kind of feel down in the dumps a little.

Will write more later.

Love to all, Bill

P.S. Give the kids a big kiss and hug for me and tell Billy I’m trying to get that log cabin for all of us. Hoping to see all of  you soon.

Love, Bill

Note: Alaska was everything he dreamed of, but not exactly what he expected. Dad and his buddies had driven the longest, hardest road they'd ever been on and arrived unscathed, but unbeknownst to him, he was in for another long, hard road.