At the end of the 1970s I taught this third grade class at a school in South East Alaska.
SE Alaska is an elongated mosaic of islands hugging the north-western edge of Canada. The community where I taught, though sizeable, is inaccessible by road. You arrive by plane (two hours from Seattle) or ferry (fifty hours).
Mostly uninhabited, the region's main industries are fishing and logging. Though northern, SEA qualifies as a rain forest. And I remember the rain as constant, relentless, endless.
After a shaky start (homesickness) I fell in love with the place - and relished every moment of my Alakan experience.
More recollections soon.