Cynics, take heart! The spirit of the pioneer woman can still be found among a few sturdy stalwarts of our own day and age, and this author by a long shot is no dim carbon copy! Formerly an Army WAC, (which may explain the non self-indulgent unpampered approach), with much trepidation she accepts the challenge of the bleak Tundra regions of Alaska as the bride of an army aviator assigned there. Separated from her husband for long intervals in a desolate Quonset hut surrounded by an assortment of ""strange"" neighbors, harassed by the absence of plumbing, often water, familiar food, a dentist and comfortable heating, she soon learned to summon and sometimes strain her powers of resourcefulness always tempering them with that essential ingredient for psychological survival, humor. Her sense of exile was somewhat relieved by a turn at teaching Eskimo children, forming friendships and most important of all, devoting a great deal of attention to raising a menagerie of lemmings to which she added a huge French poodle after a most unsteadying trip to civilization. Her autobiography is a collection of anecdotes, many amusing, many instructive, all reflective of the good sportsmanship, courage and vitality of the woman who wrote them.