Tom. One of the local Attractions.

From early 2004 through late 2008, Witti journeyed into the wilds of Alaska.  She'd heard beautiful things about the country from Kerry, who grew up there, and wanted to spend some time free of her corset, free of eyelash glue, free of bobby pins and high heels.  She took it easy, learned the culture of the local residents, and realised that there were a lot of men for every single woman in town.

If she hadn't crossed paths with the ambitious mayor of a small town called Wasilla, she'd have probably stayed for years.  However, as Mayor Palin's ambitions grew, so did her need to keep another strong, powerful woman out of the spotlight.   After Michael and Kerry visited her in 2006, Witti began working on a plan to return to the city of her birth, the city where everyone had known and forgotten her name, and the city where she might be welcomed as pal, sister and advisor:  New York.

She did agree to show Michael and Kerry around the state, but insisted, "I haven't worn makeup in years, I'll take pictures of the two of you!"  Unfortunately, no photo record of Witti in Alaska exists.

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The View from Witti's Bathroom.

Posies for Madam.

Witti had this habit of replanting trees upside down...she said flowers grow in the roots!

Witti insists that Michael sing a few songs with New York piano bar king Brian Nash, who happened to be visiting.

Can't help but think of swizzle sticks when I see that much ice floating in liquid...

Michael demonstrates for Witti how she should pose in Diamond Lil's bedroom at the Red Onion Saloon (whorehouse) in Skagway...what a name!

Kerry gets a few moments to chill as Michael and Witti argue about Foxy, the Bert Lahr musical version of Volpone set in the Yukon.

More photos of Witti's boyfriend Tom and some of his friends...God Bless Lumberjacks.