They were the summers of my youth, the summers of life. I started working in Alaska in 1966 when I was just finishing my twenty-first year. When I came home to San Francisco just before the Fall to start school again, I was a father. That was my first year in Alaska. It would be fourteen more consecutive summers before I would see what would become my final trip to South Naknek in Bristol Bay, the salmon goldmine of the world.
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