If you were to ask me about my childhood, I would fit the bill of most children raised in the nineties: nerf gun wars, playing MASH, eating far too many Bagel Bites, freaking ourselves out with Furbies, all but one minor detail: Alaska. Yup, I was born and raised in the 49th state of America, The Last Frontier, Land of The Midnight Sun, Russian America, Sourdough State, or whatever you want to call it. The reactions I usually get are, “Whoa, I’ve never met anyone from Alaska” or “Can you really see Russia from your house?” The answer is obviously no, but some people (Palin) make that hard to believe sometimes. I mean the snow suit is essential to everyday life and building snow forts was how we passed the time. Also can’t forget about the family of moose that would take over the backyard forcing us to play indoors.