Our house in Nome, Alaska
It's okay to come from humble beginnings, it makes any success found all that more sweet.
Somehow my mom made the inside pretty and cozy, though I'm having a hard time believing it myself looking at this old photo. (Which my brother dug up from somewhere and posted on Facebook...along with some other long forgotten photos of me during the awkward years. Note to self, don't trust brothers with old photos.)
But I digress. Back to Nome and rundown residences - an aunt of mine once said,
"I don't know where you got your sense of style from, but it certainly wasn't Nome."
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