Jerry Smith, the final surviving Smith alive.
Jerry, once he got to Alaska, was depressed, sad and lonely. He lost everyone he cared about in a matter of minutes before he got out. Everyone around him died, all he had left was an old photo of the family and Jesse's Great uncle, Otto Dan Smith's shotgun.
But, he was able to stay sane for a long while. Him and his only friends, Mister Frog and Mister Snail, his frog and snail. He was a cook there, which he didn't like too much. He wanted to be in nature, not in a kitchen cooking but, it'll do.
He soon remembered his family's plans to go to Canada. And he started his search for them, but allas. He discovered they had died. Because another citizen told them, as they used to be friends with them.
Jerry then went into a depressing stage of his life. But, it all changed when he met someone, someone who he soon started dating. He was truly happy with her. They were both former park rangers and had connections with each other. They bonded over fishing, foraging and the occasional jamming session where she played an oboe and he played his old harmonica.
They soon got married and had kids. Continuing the Smith family legacy, even through the toughest of times. Jerry grew a mustache, somehow. It made him look like Ned Flanders some would say. (Svennis) But, he was truly happy in Alaska, other than the constant cold temperatures, he hates the cold. And you know who else he hates? THE WOODCRAFT GUY, GOD DAMNIT I HATE HIM SO MUCH!