A Dodgy Cop

Took pleasure in destroying an illegally posted sign that said COVID is a hoax… until a cop pulled up to tell me I was breaking the law (false), and that COVID is a hoax (false). Silently photographed the cop and the remains of the sign, then wheeled my bicycle down the street.

Interracial Housing

Cycled along a street of 28 modest homes constructed in the 1950s as part of the first privately-developed interracial housing project in Minneapolis, and one of the first housing projects in the country to offer federal-government-insured (FHA) mortgages.

Better than Zoom

Got to see our nephews and their mom in Gold Medal Park, in person for the first time since February. No hugs, but it beats Zoom.

Minneapolis Protest Street Art

The elderly white woman periodically topped up our wine glasses. When she decided we were sufficiently lubricated, she turned the conversation to race, specifically African Americans. “They need to get over it,” she announced, repeating with added vehemence, “Get over it.” That conversation has been reverberating in my head as I’ve been looking at street…… Continue reading Minneapolis Protest Street Art

Protest Art

Cycled across South Minneapolis looking for some of the extensive street art created, mostly with permission, on the plywood of boarded-up businesses. The artist painted this “in hopes of healing and hope for the future.” “Say his name. George Floyd. He was a human being.”

Everything’s Online

While Dwight received instruction from his yoga teacher via FaceTime in one room, my GED student and I reasoned through language arts via Zoom in another room.