Wasn’t Mankato the name of the place Charles Ingalls used to ride his horse and carriage to for lumber and other specialties the Olsen country store didn’t carry? The things we remember from our childhood….what...
In the midst of haystacks, and the emptiness of the South Dakotan fields, there's a protusion of tacky billboard signs priming you for two of the silliest and yet true to character sites in the...
There’s something novel about a mid-western haystack to an East Coaster. While a haystack to many may look like nothing other than a round cylinder-like natural structure in the middle of a field, they captivated...
To be honest, I found myself wishing I ventured south through Kentucky and Tennessee and then across to Colorado before heading north to Wyoming instead of the northern route through Canada. Given our time constraints,...
Coming into Minneapolis felt like coming home for some odd reason. I recalled Frisbee in the park, supermarkets with carpeting, making love to ex-Jason in some airport hotel his company arranged him to stay in...
My first car guest was Benny, a friend of 20 years who flew over from Epsom England in Surrey, where I lived for five years in the eighties. He thankfully managed to pack everything in...
The visual – driving slowly down Belmont’s Davis Road in Hamilton, my bulging silver Honda Accord internally cutting threads loose after ten years. My Honda Accord is Hamilton because I believe that everything should have...
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