Shortly before the flight was over the woman next to me started to liven up. She said a lot of things about Alaska and Anchorage in particular but the weather was what interested me most. She said that she hadn’t been in Anchorage in a week but the weather was certainly getting really nice by now. Summer was moving in fast. She said it would be at least fifty degrees when we landed and the locals would be busting out their shorts and t-shirts already. Silly Alaskans, us Oklahoma folk need at least 20 more degrees before we even leave the house without a jacket.