Before discovery of gold, and after, canned salmon was the economic backbone of The Alaska Territory until after World War II. Although the largest contributor to Alaska's economy during the first half of the 20th Century, historically little has been written about workers and the conditions they endured producing canned salmon.

Canning salmon in Alaska was dirty work (Marumina Trabaho) performed mostly by Filipino immigrants from about 1915 through the 1960s. But dirty work was also a process in which cannery workers were hired by unscrupulous contractors, encouraged by greedy owner operators.

Cannery workers suffered exploitation of ethnic groups, hazardous shameful transportation, endured miserable living conditions in primitive, segregated housing, were fed cheapest food, and were cheated on wages. Early labor unionization efforts created additional problems and provided little relief until statehood, legislation, and court rulings finally forced changes.

Marumina Trabaho is the author's extensive report and the history of labor involved in the production of Alaska's canned salmon, beginning with his teen age personal experiences.

A personal epic of scope and sincerity, And The Month Was May traces the life of Lillian Berliner, from her childhood in Hungary, to the concentration camps of Auschwitz and Bergen Belsen, to her eventual liberation and resettlement in New York.

Rendering with equal candor the searing cruelty of the camps, and the flourishing of life thereafter, Berliner has produced a memoir that embraces hope even as it looks unflinchingly at horror. Central to the telling is Berliner’s voice, springing from the page to evoke the characters, settings, and inner motivations of her life in stunning detail.

It is a story that affirms the resilience and infinite potential of the human spirit.

A personal epic of scope and sincerity, And The Month Was May traces the life of Lillian Berliner, from her childhood in Hungary, to the concentration camps of Auschwitz and Bergen Belsen, to her eventual liberation and resettlement in New York.

Rendering with equal candor the searing cruelty of the camps, and the flourishing of life thereafter, Berliner has produced a memoir that embraces hope even as it looks unflinchingly at horror. Central to the telling is Berliner’s voice, springing from the page to evoke the characters, settings, and inner motivations of her life in stunning detail.

It is a story that affirms the resilience and infinite potential of the human spirit.

In this extraordinary true story, parapsychology expert Nancy Lee Canfield reveals how her early years shaped and prepared her for a lifetime of studying the paranormal. A Rose for My Mother chronicles Nancy's turbulent childhood in and out of five foster homes and an orphanage before the age of thirteen. She gives raw, intimate details of her troubled teen years of trying to understand the emotions that come with the first kiss. Following an early marriage at seventeen and increased paranormal expoeriences, Nancy begins a lifelong study of parapsychology. What would happen in the days fllowing includes world renowned psychic investigator, Allen Spraggett inviting Nancy to participate in the 50th anniversary seance at the Harry Houdini Museum in Niagara Falls, Canada, and Mike Randall of WKBW-TV dubbing Nancy a "Ghost Buster" after she successfully resolved the problems in a house that was claimed to be haunted. Following her perplexing marriage and divorce, Nancy had a whirlwind romance with a millionaire playboy and had to make a choice - should she accept the marriage proposal or continue with her research into the world of the unknown? Nancy shares insight on how to harness the powers of our own minds and imaginations in order to overcome the fears, troubles and complexities in our lives. We are reminded of the physical, emotional and spiritual benefits of meditation. Her message is that "All the power is within you!" “Learning only occurs in response to challenges, and Nancy has written an absorbing account of how, in her case, overcoming incredible challenges has led to the emergence of a higher intelligence. It is not only a tale of triumph over adversity, but of the certainty of rescue from hopelessness.” Edward Green,PhD, Emeritus, Guerry Professor of Psychology “Against the backdrop of her family’s heartbreaking difficulties during the Great Depression, this story begins with a little girl who tries valiantly to understand the meaning of grown-ups’ rather confusing words and silences. Her intuitive successes told the adults that she managed well and was self-confident, but they left her feeling isolated and unloved. Does everyone have higher sensory perception? Nancy shows us that with focused work and discipline, we can nurture that infant part of us so that it can help us enjoy life to the fullest.” Dr. Joan Ashkin,EdD, LCSW, RN

In this extraordinary true story, parapsychology expert Nancy Lee Canfield reveals how her early years shaped and prepared her for a lifetime of studying the paranormal. A Rose for My Mother chronicles Nancy's turbulent childhood in and out of five foster homes and an orphanage before the age of thirteen. She gives raw, intimate details of her troubled teen years of trying to understand the emotions that come with the first kiss. Following an early marriage at seventeen and increased paranormal expoeriences, Nancy begins a lifelong study of parapsychology. What would happen in the days fllowing includes world renowned psychic investigator, Allen Spraggett inviting Nancy to participate in the 50th anniversary seance at the Harry Houdini Museum in Niagara Falls, Canada, and Mike Randall of WKBW-TV dubbing Nancy a "Ghost Buster" after she successfully resolved the problems in a house that was claimed to be haunted. Following her perplexing marriage and divorce, Nancy had a whirlwind romance with a millionaire playboy and had to make a choice - should she accept the marriage proposal or continue with her research into the world of the unknown? Nancy shares insight on how to harness the powers of our own minds and imaginations in order to overcome the fears, troubles and complexities in our lives. We are reminded of the physical, emotional and spiritual benefits of meditation. Her message is that "All the power is within you!" “Learning only occurs in response to challenges, and Nancy has written an absorbing account of how, in her case, overcoming incredible challenges has led to the emergence of a higher intelligence. It is not only a tale of triumph over adversity, but of the certainty of rescue from hopelessness.” Edward Green,PhD, Emeritus, Guerry Professor of Psychology “Against the backdrop of her family’s heartbreaking difficulties during the Great Depression, this story begins with a little girl who tries valiantly to understand the meaning of grown-ups’ rather confusing words and silences. Her intuitive successes told the adults that she managed well and was self-confident, but they left her feeling isolated and unloved. Does everyone have higher sensory perception? Nancy shows us that with focused work and discipline, we can nurture that infant part of us so that it can help us enjoy life to the fullest.” Dr. Joan Ashkin,EdD, LCSW, RN

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November 4, 2008 was a time when many GLBT in California lost their rights to marry. It was a time when Judge Vaughn Walker from San Francisco overturned Prop 8 in November 4, 2010.

November 4, 2008 was a time when many GLBT in California lost their rights to marry. It was a time when Judge Vaughn Walker from San Francisco overturned Prop 8 in November 4, 2010.

In the compelling memoir Avoid Mosquitoes—and Other Impossibilities, Nancy Sellin narrates the details of her journey across the world to Liberia, West Africa, where she and her husband intended to save the world as new members of the Peace Corps.

Nancy shares her charming and intimate personal story that begins in 1965 with her journey from bitterly cold Anchorage, Alaska, to her eventual arrival in the humid, tropical climate of West Africa. As Nancy and her husband, Dale, tackle their intense Peace Corps training, the Vietnam War rages as incompatibility issues in her own marriage begin to surface. Nancy must deal with her homesickness, tribal languages, and the daily challenges of living in a different culture, all while attempting to help the Liberian natives learn valuable life skills. As she and Dale slowly become acclimated to African village life, Nancy’s unforgettable adventure is just beginning as she samples new foods, encounters a deadly snake, and learns an elaborate Liberian handshake.

Nancy soon recognizes she may not be able to save the world during her short stint with the Peace Corps, but returns home with visceral experiences and altered perceptions that influence the direction of her entire life.

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In the compelling memoir Avoid Mosquitoes—and Other Impossibilities, Nancy Sellin narrates the details of her journey across the world to Liberia, West Africa, where she and her husband intended to save the world as new members of the Peace Corps.

Nancy shares her charming and intimate personal story that begins in 1965 with her journey from bitterly cold Anchorage, Alaska, to her eventual arrival in the humid, tropical climate of West Africa. As Nancy and her husband, Dale, tackle their intense Peace Corps training, the Vietnam War rages as incompatibility issues in her own marriage begin to surface. Nancy must deal with her homesickness, tribal languages, and the daily challenges of living in a different culture, all while attempting to help the Liberian natives learn valuable life skills. As she and Dale slowly become acclimated to African village life, Nancy’s unforgettable adventure is just beginning as she samples new foods, encounters a deadly snake, and learns an elaborate Liberian handshake.

Nancy soon recognizes she may not be able to save the world during her short stint with the Peace Corps, but returns home with visceral experiences and altered perceptions that influence the direction of her entire life.

On December 7, 1941, Pearl Harbor was brutally attacked by Japanese war planes, forever changing the history of the world. Thousands of miles away, Joseph Friedman was living on a small farm in Flemington, New Jersey, handling many chores during the day and discussing the war in the evening. Less than a year later, Friedman’s own life would change forever when he joined the Marine Corps and shipped overseas to begin a twenty-seven month journey into wartime. Friedman narrates a compelling and harrowing story as he chronologically describes his experiences as a Marine private during World War II, commencing with his swearing-in ceremony in downtown New York City. As he details rigorous marches during basic training, tenacious patrols through the South Pacific jungles, fierce battles with the enemy, and terror as he huddled in foxholes and witnessed the unleashing of war’s fury, Friedman offers a moving portrayal of the powerful human emotions that sustained every soldier—comradeship, duty, and loyalty to their fellow brothers-in-arms. In God Shared My Foxholes, Joseph Friedman offers not only his own personal reflections, but also a lasting tribute that acknowledges the indomitable courage and incredible sacrifices of all who served during World War II.

On December 7, 1941, Pearl Harbor was brutally attacked by Japanese war planes, forever changing the history of the world. Thousands of miles away, Joseph Friedman was living on a small farm in Flemington, New Jersey, handling many chores during the day and discussing the war in the evening. Less than a year later, Friedman’s own life would change forever when he joined the Marine Corps and shipped overseas to begin a twenty-seven month journey into wartime. Friedman narrates a compelling and harrowing story as he chronologically describes his experiences as a Marine private during World War II, commencing with his swearing-in ceremony in downtown New York City. As he details rigorous marches during basic training, tenacious patrols through the South Pacific jungles, fierce battles with the enemy, and terror as he huddled in foxholes and witnessed the unleashing of war’s fury, Friedman offers a moving portrayal of the powerful human emotions that sustained every soldier—comradeship, duty, and loyalty to their fellow brothers-in-arms. In God Shared My Foxholes, Joseph Friedman offers not only his own personal reflections, but also a lasting tribute that acknowledges the indomitable courage and incredible sacrifices of all who served during World War II.

Life is too short Calvin, I’m not ready to go home yet, and I am sure that God isn’t ready for me to take my place on the thrown as of yet. So I tell you guys that they better wrap it up before they slap it, or they will be six feet under getting slapped by there friend Mr. Satin himself. So you are saying Stephen that you have never penetrated someone unwrapped? Put it like this man, back in the days there was not all these diseases as it is now. If we did anything, (which we did) we got a shot in the ass and we were able and ready again. Those we’re the days. There isn’t any one from the old school that can’t say that they didn’t slide it in with out a rubber, they would be lying. But now man, I don’t care if you are Shemar Moore, I want to cover up. Don’t get me wrong, not saying that he has anything, but I want to protect myself. I plan on being around for a long time.

Maybe that’s how Calvin lost his life, when he was Gay banged. Even though he was beaten real bad, broken ribs, fractured jaw. But those four guys had penetrated him, and told him that he needs to get out of town. We don’t like your kind here, you put a bad name on us guys. What I don’t understand about these so call men, and I did say so call men. If they we’re this so call str8t, why did they penetrate Calvin. That has me to believe that there are very few so call str8t guys out there. In my opinion every guy likes to get there we-we wet from time to time by another guy. They don’t want to admit it, because it would take away from there man hood. But I hate to say that there man hood was already taken when they first laid eyes on another man. So don’t judge me because of what I am, just love me for who I am.

Life is too short Calvin, I’m not ready to go home yet, and I am sure that God isn’t ready for me to take my place on the thrown as of yet. So I tell you guys that they better wrap it up before they slap it, or they will be six feet under getting slapped by there friend Mr. Satin himself. So you are saying Stephen that you have never penetrated someone unwrapped? Put it like this man, back in the days there was not all these diseases as it is now. If we did anything, (which we did) we got a shot in the ass and we were able and ready again. Those we’re the days. There isn’t any one from the old school that can’t say that they didn’t slide it in with out a rubber, they would be lying. But now man, I don’t care if you are Shemar Moore, I want to cover up. Don’t get me wrong, not saying that he has anything, but I want to protect myself. I plan on being around for a long time.

Maybe that’s how Calvin lost his life, when he was Gay banged. Even though he was beaten real bad, broken ribs, fractured jaw. But those four guys had penetrated him, and told him that he needs to get out of town. We don’t like your kind here, you put a bad name on us guys. What I don’t understand about these so call men, and I did say so call men. If they we’re this so call str8t, why did they penetrate Calvin. That has me to believe that there are very few so call str8t guys out there. In my opinion every guy likes to get there we-we wet from time to time by another guy. They don’t want to admit it, because it would take away from there man hood. But I hate to say that there man hood was already taken when they first laid eyes on another man. So don’t judge me because of what I am, just love me for who I am.