I've always loved Alaska. It's still part of my Russian fascination. I want to write a story that more closely examines the relationship between the Russian people and the Native Alaskans. Hopefully that will be coming in the future.

I would like to say that I did grow up in rural Indiana. I'm well aware that I sound like I'm making it up, but tornadoes and everything that they leave in their wake are very much like what happened in the story. I also have spent some time around aircraft, and even flying some of it. No, I never flew a Sea Knight, but my friends have. I have spent many hours flying Cessnas years ago. It's a lot of fun, and I encourage everyone to give it a shot.

I would also like to encourage everyone to visit Whittier. It is called the strangest town in Alaska, and I'm pretty sure that they're right about that. The 2.5 mile one lane tunnel that you must drive through or take the train through is strange enough. The fact of the pure existence of Begich Towers is odd. It is a wonderful community and draws a plethora of cruise ships during the summer months. The Kenai Peninsula which Whittier lays at the head of is one of the most visited areas of the state of Alaska. There are so many things to do there, that I would have to write another book to talk about them all.

Small towns make for some of the best people on Earth. Whether it is North Manchester, Indiana or Whittier, Alaska; there is no better place to spend your time than in a small town in the middle of nowhere.

I would like to thank everyone for reading my story as always. I appreciate all of the input that I get, and would be lonely without it. Trekboy, Crystal Stevens, and Alileo, thank you for the support.

I hope that you all enjoy the next adventure coming down the pike.