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I became a state on that day fifty-three years ago. As you can see, it isn’t quite that big of a deal to me, since I’ve seem to have remembered it a day later. I would’ve blamed it for how long ago it was, but fifty-three years isn’t that long of a span of time for people like me—-people like us. My statehood, like all statehoods, has much to do with political clout, and how valuable I would be to the Union. It was like deja vu for me, because the Russians wanted me for the same thing.
Though I can say the only day that really stood out the most to me, was when I was placed into American hands. The Alaskan Purchase, or as others called it, Seward’s Folly. From my understanding, this event wasn’t something to be celebrated, at least in the capital so far away from me. The purchase officially happened in August. Though an official ceremony, a Transfer Ceremony, happened months af