“He who has the photos…has the power!”
I used to tell my beloved Grandfather that as I would pull out the treasured albums my Grandmother had lovingly made. We all know it’s cold at Tanacross during the fall pilgrimage made by racers, bikers, and those who autocross at the old World War II airstrip outside of Tok, Alaska. Yet, I have photos that take me back to those glory days when we had good fields of cars for the days’ racing. And like Vegas, “What happens at Tanacross should stay at Tanacross,” yet I have some photos that recall life outside of the racing too!
I wonder if anyone reading this recalls Peacock and her tent?