From Chapter 12 of Alaska Traveler:
I rode the Alaska Railroad from Anchorage to Fairbanks in the early Seventies to get to the University of Alaska. It took a minimum of twelve hours, because the train would stop what seemed like every five minutes to let off a hunter, or pick up a fisherman, or drop off supplies for a homesteader, or wait for a moose to get off the tracks. The best place to ride it out was the bar car, where all the Alaskan old farts would gather to knock back Budweiser and tell lies about the good old days before statehood and how THEY never voted for it.
Dana Stabenow. Alaska Traveler (Kindle Locations 724-727). Gere Donovan Press.
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