By Stu Whitley
This is second in a five-part series.
Those paddlewheel steamers on the Yukon keenly awakened my sensibility
that all things—regardless of how grand or wonderfully complex at the
time—have their time. If we are lucky, they, like us, will live on in a
sweet memory, rife with nostalgic editing that carves away the worst.
a distant love affair that once seemed to have held the very purpose of
life in its hands, it is possible to be reminded of happier moments