Love and Lust on the Alcan Highway – Chapter 1
Love and Lust on the Alcan Highway – Chapter 1 “Summertime . . . and the living is easy . . .” Porgie and Bess. Every once in a while, I get this weird urge to listen to some of the old musicals. That might explain why I had that particular CD playing while screaming my lungs out in song . . . this time in the key of Q-flat. Shit, I can’t carry a tune, even in a plastic-lined cardboard box! But when you’re winding along the Alaska Highway at sixty-five miles an hour, who gives a shit? Anyone stupid enough to listen to a truck driver trying to sing deserves to have their ears fried anyway. I’d just crawled up the Taylor hill, a miserable seven percent grade, and was relishing the possibilities …