Summary of Tara Neilson's Raised in Ruins

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#1 I grew up in a remote Alaskan cannery, and my mail arrived by floatplane once a week. We lived seven miles from the village, and the route was hazardous because of the mercurial nature of our weather. We could be cut off from civilization for weeks at a time.

#2 I grew up in a remote Alaskan cannery, and my mail arrived by floatplane once a week. We lived seven miles from the village, and the route was hazardous because of the mercurial nature of our weather. We could be cut off from civilization for weeks at a time.

#3 I grew up in a remote Alaskan cannery, and my mail arrived by floatplane once a week. We lived seven miles from the village, and the route was hazardous because of the mercurial nature of our weather. We could be cut off from civilization for weeks at a time.

#4 I grew up in a remote Alaskan cannery, and my mail arrived by floatplane once a week. We lived seven miles from the village, and the route was hazardous because of the mercurial nature of our weather. We could be cut off from civilization for weeks at a time.

• Language: English
• Publisher: IRB Media
• Release date: Oct 4, 2022
• ISBN: 9798350033175

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Insights on Tara Neilson's Raised in Ruins

Contents

Insights from Chapter 1

Insights from Chapter 2

Insights from Chapter 3

Insights from Chapter 4

Insights from Chapter 5

Insights from Chapter 6

Insights from Chapter 7

Insights from Chapter 8

Insights from Chapter 9

Insights from Chapter 10

Insights from Chapter 11

Insights from Chapter 12

Insights from Chapter 13

Insights from Chapter 14

Insights from Chapter 15

Insights from Chapter 16

Insights from Chapter 17

Insights from Chapter 18

Insights from Chapter 1

#1

My siblings and I lived in the ruins of a remote Alaskan cannery as children. We would wave goodbye to our parents as they turned into a speck on the broad bay with the mountain ranges of vast Prince of Wales Island providing a breathtaking backdrop.

#2

I had told Chris about the ruins of the old cannery site, and we were finally there. We stared at the strange, rusty skeletons of former machinery. The creek rumbled past all of it.

#3

I wanted to see the cannery when it was operational, so I took my son Chris to see it. We didn’t want to draw the attention of the bears in the creek, so we turned the skiff around and returned home.

#4

I was part of a family that was going to homestead the ruins of a bygone civilization and transform them into an off-the-grid, self-reliant wilderness community.

#5

My mother, who was always obsessed with fashion, music, the arts, and her dream to become a Parisian club singer, had always felt a fey-like affinity for wild creation and the animals in it.

#6

I would spend hours on the ocean in my life jacket, wondering what each person in my family was thinking as we rode silently through time from one world point to the next.

#7

I had many memories of getting up every night to listen to my parents breathing. I would step into their room to make sure they were both okay, one because he was broken, and the other because she was unknowing.

#8

The Union Bay cannery was located on the eastern shore of Union Bay, which is located on the east side of Lemesurier Point at the southern entrance to Ernest Sound. It was unable to be reached