We moved to the Yaak more than 25 years ago.  Back then we were a promising young family with many hopes and dreams.  We bought our first home, a repossession, and borrowed money from the bank to pay for it.  Buying it was quite a lot of hoopla.  In the

The young man stared blankly at the wall when asked about it. His mind worked slowly to describe the images in his head. What was normally a charismatic and joyful expression suddenly became quiet and reflective. In that moment, I realized I had touched on a memory that carried more

Yaak’s most celebrated elder, 96-year-old Mary Ellen Solem, has been coming to the Yaak since 1932. “My grandparents homesteaded here in 1916.” Her grandfather, Adolf Berg, had been working the mines in Butte, Montana, but decided it was becoming too dangerous. After seeing too many accidents, he relocated his wife