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30 “НАШЕ ЖИТТЯ”, ЧЕРВЕНЬ 2009 Kozaks at Play Danylko Habursky and Luka Zacharczuk there was a large supermarket just around the corner f rom the RV camp, so w e stocked up and began our Alaskan odyssey. God Bless America, which sometime in the early 1950s decided to build a highway network across Alaska. Heading out on a roomy two - lane thoroughfare, we passed green mountains, lakes, and rivers. There was almost no traffic — just three white RVs with the blu e and yellow ribbons we had tied around the side mirrors flying in the breeze. Some roads you travel to get to a desti - nation; with others, the purpose is the journey itself, the anticipation of new vistas just around the bend, the excitement of discoveri ng a place unknown, the satisfaction of knowing you’ve seen things you cannot see any other way. And it is likely that no other state besides Alaska, the last American frontier, has so many beautiful highways and by - ways and things to see as you drive alon g them. On the road, we communicated with walkie - talkies, taking turns leading our RV caravan, stopping at RV campsites early in the evening. Most times we were lucky enough to get three camp lots in a row. The boys would start a campfire; the girls helpe d me prepare dinner. “Lights out “came early because the drives were long and the drivers were tired. The campgrounds had clean and roomy showers, a laundry room, and even a playroom for children. There was a little store where we could re - supply. In the m orning, we moved out, looking out for bears, deer, moose, and rabbits, which grow big and are very plentiful. Four - quarters Church Somewhere along the way, we found a little Slavic village with a little church. The church was half and half (or mor e precisely, four - quarters) — Orthodox, Catholic, Ukrainian, and Russian all at once. We met the pastor (born in Connecticut) who had a document hanging on the wall, with a tagline that read “Kiev, Russia.” We, of course, set him straight, putting Kyiv back in Ukraine as we told him about Honcharenko and the Alaskan Kozaks of days gone by. Видання C оюзу Українок A мерики - перевидано в електронному форматі в 2012 році . A рхів C У A - Ню Йорк , Н . Й . C Ш A.
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