That was his name. Not Vince, Vince Wulf, From Anvik, far in the interior of Alaska. He’s in Anchorage for some sort of environmental conference, he wasn’t sure. I was in front of the Sheraton having a smoke and he bummed one off me. He said I looked Irish, and I said I was. He said he was part German, from his great grandfather, who left Germany in the 30’s, for political reasons. This man came to Anvik, in the absolute middle of nowhere of Alaska, married a native woman, and together they raised five children. Vince Wulf is one of his descendants, and is proud of it, as he should be.
It’s good to be back in Alaska.