|"Smothered in My Wolf Ruff"
At the age of 10, my family moved from Lowell,
Massachusetts, a turn-of-the-century textile-mill city to
the rural town of Dunstable – population 500, at that
time more cows than people.
My family camped regularly, hiked, went rock hunting and spent
summers at the Atlantic Ocean. Thanks to my parents, I developed
a deep love of nature and the outdoors – particularly
snow and ice.
I lived in Boston for almost 20 years, and whenever there
was a blizzard, I’d take off across town and show up
on friends’ doorstep covered in snow.
In 1988, I visited my brother in Alaska, and that was that.
I moved in 1993 and by February of 1994, I was on the North
Slope. One of the first stories I did was on scientists studying
ocean ice. I was in ice heaven!
As a kid, I’d always visited elderly people in my neighborhood—I
had a route and they loved the visits and I loved the stories
and endless cookies. In Barrow, I was so very lucky to know
some of the most wonderful elders before they passed. Again
– tea, cookies and stories.
My thanks goes out to all the seniors I’ve known throughout
my life for sparking my love of a good tale and the retelling
of history and experiences, making my career in photojournalism
an obvious choice.
My son, Alexios Lavrakas Moore, is a writer and project manager
for the Brooklyn Center for the Environment in New York City.
Alaska Magazine, Alaska Business Monthly, Alaska Contractors’
Magazine, Up Here Magazine, Anchorage Daily News, Associated
Press, Alaska Business Monthly, Chicago Tribune, National
Geographic Traveler, San Francisco Examiner, Newsweek, Seattle
Time and the San Francisco Bay Guardian.