Our Town
Our Town – May 23, 2013
The Soupster unexpectedly wears the pants in the house
Read MoreOur Town – May 9, 2013
The Soupster discovers sometimes you already have just what you need.
Read MoreOur Town – April 25, 2013
The Soupster and a friend get philosophical about travel.
Read MoreOur Town – April 11, 2013
The Soupster contemplates the future.
Read MoreOur Town – March 28, 2013
Is there such a thing as too much help?
Read MoreOur Town – March 14, 2013
The Soupster shouldn’t believe everything he reads.
Read MoreOur Town – February 28, 2013
The Soupster observes serious business at the White E
Read MoreOur Town – February 14, 2013
The Soupster tries to peddle a fishy additive for coffee
Read MoreOur Town – December 13, 2012
The 12 Days of Sitka Christmas
Read MoreOur Town – November 29, 2012
“Do you know,” said Rocky to the Soupster, whom he had trapped in the supermarket’scanned-beans-and-tomato aisle, “that when they recently measured the major U.S. cities to see which was the laziest, they counted how many people wear sweatpants?” “Couldn’t those people just be returning from the gym?” the Soupster asked. Rocky reached forward and vigorously…
Read MoreOur Town – November 15, 2012
Our Town resident Chauncey Whelan was riding his bicycle down Lake Street when he happened to glance over and saw a large dog chasing the ducks at the lake. “For Heaven’s sake,” he thought. “I need to go over there and break that up.” Being a good citizen, Chauncey stopped, got off his bike and started to…
Read MoreOur Town – November 1, 2012
Only 25 and Tim felt he was in a whole second life. He, alone, had to take care of 16-month-old Hazel as a single Dad for the next three days. Three days could be 30 diapers that would need changing. Could be more than 30. He shuddered. That morning, Tim’s wife Gretchen left town on…
Read MoreOur Town – October 18, 2012
“Emery!” the Soupster called, glancing up from the outboard he was hunched over. The cyclist screeched to a halt. “Hey, Soupster! How’s it going?” she asked cheerfully. “Havin’ trouble with my starter,” the Soupster said, standing up with one hand on the engine and the other supporting his lower back. ”And this drizzle ain’t helping my…
Read MoreOur Town – October 4, 2012
Born into the Real World in the first half of the last century, Renny was the youngest of an extremely large brood – 11 kids all told. And though the oldest brother was practically out of the house by the time Renny arrived on the scene, the remaining siblings kept their four-room family apartment chock…
Read MoreOur Town – September 20, 2012
Originally Published October 21, 2004 The Soupster’s rump itched. He squirmed in his seat. Pay attention! he told himself. On the stage at the packed political meeting the Soupster attended, two familiar Alaskans debated the future of Our Town. Everyone was rapt to what was happening on stage, but the Soupster worried people could see…
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