I was born twenty-nine miles north of the Arctic Circle, ninety miles west of Russia, and fifty miles from the International Date Line, at a place shaped by the winds and waves of the Bering Sea. On maps of Alaska, it is called Kotzebue, but he people who have lived there for thousands of years named it Qikiqtargruk - "small island". ... I was there before Gore-tex replaced wolf skin in parkas, before moon boots replaced mukluks, before the snow machine, back when the huskies howled their eagerness to pull the sled. ... And I was there when the act of Congress created the fledgling state of Alaska in 1959, leaving state officials poised to steal everything away from us entirely. Hardcover, 2009, 246p.