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I thoughtfully dedicate this book to my mentor of many years, Sinka Zaukar of Sleetmute, Alaska. He was one of the most articulate and intelligent people I have ever met, yet his name can be found in no school records. As I have written this book, I have heard his voice many times in my head and heart, and have recalled the same images that were present when we talked and did so many things together. Without him and his perceptions, this book would not exist in any form, nor would my life be remotely the same. —Alan Dick |
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