When I lived in Alaska most Alaskans considered South Eastern to be part of Washington. When they finally made us a state, it turned out that Washington didn't want it and they made us take it as the price for statehood. We got even though. We made them keep the capital there as a means of keeping the Interior free of politicians. We did offer to give them Wasilla as a consolation prize but they wouldn't take it.

Sorry, Ebbie, I had to come clean about the facts of the case.

And then, of course, there's Anchorage, but we don't usually acknowledge its existence in front of the children.

Spud (From Fabulous Fairbanks)

Alaska's Flag
Eight stars of gold on a field of blue
Alaska's flag, may it mean to you
The gold of the hills, the evening sky
The bear, the dipper and shining high
The great North Star, with its steady light,
O'er land and sea a beacon bright
Alaska's flag, to Alaskans dear,
The simple flag of the last frontier.

Thanks, for the above, to Mrs. Murphy's memory. Maybe you could sing it for Mrs Murohy and me, Ebbie.