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• Only two minutes from ‘Alaska’ (seven if you travel by sled dog team)…
• Just several minutes from all of Anchorage (a little less if you travel by snowmobile and a little more if you take the cross country ski trails)… • And only seventeen minutes from the International Airport (sixteen if you jump off while the sled dogs are still running). • Also you are just a block from the ocean with a view (in winter time) of the Turnagain Arm of the Cook Inlet (with tides of over thirty feet). If you wish to believe the parts about sled dogs and snowmobiles then Alaskans will be happy to regale you with tales of ice worms and snow snakes, igloos and polar bears. If you ask them they’ll even tell you about fur trout and moose holders. Just be ready for a real treat when they hand you an oosik (piece of ivory) and a poem to read called ‘Ode to the Oosik’. That alone will be enough to enthrall you with the lengths these Alaskans will go to delight themselves at your expense. (The part about the tides are true) On a more sincere note, your hosts would like to extend to you a little glimpse of this ‘legacy that has been handed down to them’… just so you’ll know the heart in which they serve you. This home, The Stahl House, was inspired by the late Lieutenant Colonel (Retired) Kenneth Dale Stahl. He was both the father of the master and husband of the owner of this humble dwelling. Here are just two examples to endear you to this wonderful servant of God who died of cancer over 25 years ago, and to his former home… Alaska. When he retired from the Air Force at Elmendorf Air Force Base Alaska (here next to Anchorage), his troops gave him an engraved bronze gold pan. The inscription looked like this… On the top were two silver leaves, the insignia for Lieutenant Colonel, and it read like this: Home | Rooms & Rates | Reservations | Policies | Amenities | Contact Us Executive Inn & Suite To Kenneth D. Stahl Who In Only 20 Years Excelled To The Rank Of Lieutenant Colonel But To Those In His Command Excelled To The Highest Rank As A Gentleman And Friend. …five star General.
Here is a poem he wrote
GOLD FEVER/REMEDY
My mind takes me from my temporary hospital bed to a certain little stream flowing through its picturesque little valley -- hurrying through a deep, rock-sided gorge here, meandering at a lackadaisical pace through the wide meadow there, and then hurrying on again to greet the great tide. This particular stream, like many of her sisters, reveals to the man who asks her searchingly, the man who really digs her, those tiny little flakes and nuggets for which other men, perhaps not so patient and gentle as I, those who have scrabbled, mucked and even died because of Gold Fever. But happily the latter is not the case in my little valley, brought to life by my little stream. No! I go to her, not to rape and rob her of the wealth she possesses, but to find the remedies for much of life’s fevers which would beset me. I go to her not alone, but with my dear little family and perhaps a friend. Much of our time there is spent communicating our thoughts which could not, or would not, be uttered elsewhere. Her soft music provides the just-right background for a peaceful kind of seeking, finding, sharing. She laughs with us as we gather around the old pan or the sluice box to marvel and rejoice when particles of her golden trove are freely given up, rewarding us for spending our pent-up energies probing into her restless, frothing waters or scratching at her sides.
Come with me. We’ll leave this place and go to her some day!
KENNETH DALE STAHL
With that, your hosts say to you, “Come and stay… share Alaska with us.”
Executive Inn & Suites This home is placed close to the southern edge of Anchorage… and if you were to inquire of the Alaskans living outside of this modern sprawling metropolis, they would boastfully tell you, “The only good thing about Anchorage… is its close proximity to Alaska. Thus, in this place, you will find yourself: ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Your Hosts: David & Terry Stahl So, you see, there’s no fever when one is with her, but truly a remedy from the fevers set upon us by the world in which we live. As she calls my thoughts to her, my present fever subsides, I am determined to leave my bed behind to go to her again and again with my family and friends, knowing I’ll come away just a little healthier and perhaps wealthier, determined to share these treasures with those who don’t know my little stream and her remedies to the world’s fevers.
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