Children are precious to me. Alaska village children are unique.
They don't grow up in big cities and towns, they reside in remote villages and often are related
Somehow to their classmates.
At first a few children never even looked at me, were shy around me. But soon they warmed up to me
and accepted me.
I remember one little girl in the Village laughing at me one day. I had worn my VPSO brown baseball
cap. How I hate ball caps. But that day I wore it and this little girl that was so shy, just looked at me and cracked up.
"You look funnie!" she chirped and ran off.
Some teens and young adults, I had to arrest and keep an eye on, were FAS (fetal alcohol syndrome)
In some ways they just couldn't help being the way they were even if they were criminal. I at least
gave them that benefit.
Some things like FAS and DV (Domestic Violence), and SAA (Sex Assault & Abuse) aren't addressed
in the villages.
Alcohol is a factor in every criminal case in the village, and all other evils that went on were
hand in hand with alcohol. I never could find one without the other.
These epidemics will continue and will be visited upon future generations until everybody chooses
to accept these problems and deal honestly with them.
Some people need to change their lives and their behavior. That's another reason why I loved the
village children so much, because they were pure.