I am seventy years old..At 65 I had a chance to buy a little cabin in the area..I had to decide weither to work  5 plus extra years of my life to pay for my dream..A humble quiet little place where the air is clean, the streams are full of fish at times, and there are few neighbors except for an occasional moose or bear..Talkeetna is up the road, and Friday nights in the summer there is music in the bandstand put on by local people..So few locals that people at the hardware store, the grocery and the Art Council recognize me as a local cabin owner.. I don't continue to work so hard to live where there will be gas and oil exploration, possible influx of people, homes, trucks, machinery, noise, crime, drugs and all I continue to sacrificed to escape.