GLIMPSES OF WHO WE ARE
Emergency response in rural Alaska a challenge
When I started losing feeling in my arms, I asked my wife to run for an ambulance. The closest phone is a mile from our cabin, down an old logging road so pitted and bumpy that even in a pickup truck with high clearance, you drive at a crawl. I was thinking of how impossible it would be for me, right now, even as a passenger in our truck, and how much I needed that ambulance. READ MORE
