Was it the people? The places? The things to do?
Well, it was love. My wife had found her dream job, and I was self-employed; I could take my business anywhere.
So off we went!
But you know, there is more to it than that; something was pushing me. Perhaps it was the crowded anchorages buzzing with jet-skis when all I wanted was some peace and quiet. I’m sure part of it was the constant and offensive political dialog.
Yes, the insultingly offensive political dialog (if you can call it dialog).
How about the fact that much of the conservative political establishment actually has a religious agenda it wants to push upon me and could care less about good government and solving problems?
I thought there was supposed to be separation between Church and State? And a medical industry that wanted to profit from my illness, not help me get better! Something was pushing me; I could feel it.