Well. I grew up in Kenny Lake. People from Alaska can tell you about the place. A bit different from what you folks might consider normal. We would have shoot outs at the public water well between different lone wolf survivalists. They had us clean up the blood as a school project. Our closest neighbor was a serial killer named Charles T. Sinclair. He was known as the coin shop killer. My first job was for Bob Galletin who had two wifes and a pile of kids from both women. He was the editor of the local paper. One day they got tired of him and moved out and left him with the kids. We used to visit Jim Ryan who lived in the only trailer court up there in a place called Krinkeville. He was a mafia hitman turned states evidence and placed in the witness protection program.
