In 2005, while visiting Seward for the 4th of July and looking for an RV parking spot, we both happened to notice a for sale sign. The real estate agent told us that the garage door was open. We drug our friends through the building that had been built in 1942, survived the '64 earthquake, and had been recently a mortuary. And like two star-crossed lovers we decided that we wanted to share our discovery with other people.
I was born in Florida, moved to California, then Utah, and then first experienced Alaska in 1979.
My first job in Alaska was in Seward delivering the Anchorage Daily News from my bicycle while working for my aunt Patty and uncle Jerry.
My second job in Alaska was working for the Stantons at the Seward Trading Company.
I graduated from Seward High School.
One summer, working in the Frontier Restaurant, for my Uncle Jerry, I met the most incredible woman, Marsha.
I was not born in Alaska, but I got here as soon as I could after college.
My first job in 1979 was teaching 3rd grade in Emmonak, a village at the end of the Yukon River.
7 years later my daughter, Shamra, and I moved to Seward.
One summer, working in the Frontier Restaurant, for Jerry, I met his nephew, Mike.
Who We Are
Our son, Daniel Paul, was one of the last children to be born in the Seward hospital 31 years ago. He currently is a pediatric neurologist at Phoenix Children's Hospital. He is married to our FAVORITE daughter-in-law ever.
Marsha is retired after teaching 27 years in Alaska in communities such as Emmonak, Aniak, Seward, Seldovia, Nikiski and Kenai.
Marsha's daughter lives in Seattle. Marsha takes every opportunity to fly down and spend time with her grandson, Langston and granddaughter, Aeshel.
Mike is a middle school teacher. He has taught in Seward and Soldotna Middle School. Currently he is at Kenai Middle School with no plans to retire as Marsha spends way too much money.
Mike thinks about school all the time and looks forward to August when the kids come back.
Both Marsha and Mike are enjoying meeting new people from all over the globe and learning new things from them. Having a bed and breakfast has been such a great experience that they did not expect. We really want to thank their guests for all the wonderful times.
UPDATE: Unfortunately, Butchie went away on an afternoon in November 2019. It was time. It was the first time he didn't feel pain in a while. So, while he is not here, he is here, if that makes sense.
Special thanks to the Gere family who sent us a watercolor painting of the silly damn dog
Silly damn dog
Are you breathing this morning, this afternoon
Distant past a child chooses
The biggest puppy names him Butch
Butch the Wonder Pooch
Wonder what is in your mind
Played with rocks and screws
Wiggling tail, fuzzy face
People at the B and B say, “Where is that famous dog?”
Where will you be soon
Taking space in hearts and minds
Not under feet causing us
To stumble, curse loving you
Watching you fade like tendrils
Of smoke from a campfire we enjoyed
But we know without a shadow of doubt
Our lives better knowing your silliness
Are you breathing
Will you be tomorrow
Silly damn dog