Nothin’ looked better than this box at our door. This box houses nine vials of insulin and was ordered to replace the nine vials of insulin lost somewhere between Anchorage and Juneau. It has been a man hunt and frustrating few weeks tracking down the box that who knows how but probably got on a barge instead of a plane BUT finally showed up in Juneau. Then it was gold-streaked to Ketchikan where unbelievably Lane actually held it with his own two hands. His body will keep on moving with those vials in his existence and I think I will just stare at this replacement box for a bit and just feel happy.
Tara Truly 