Category: In This Together

Balancing Coronavirus Risks

Every morning we read the New York Times, the Washington Post, and our local paper, the Star Tribune. We took out subscriptions to all three newspapers within days of the 2016 presidential election because we need to support good journalism to hold the US Administration accountable. Today, the news is uniquely disturbing. Most of us…… Continue reading Balancing Coronavirus Risks

Pizza

While much of America was watching the Super Bowl, got with family at a pizza restaurant. We’ll enjoy leftovers tomorrow.

Categorized as Family

Estate Planning And Donuts

At the end of a walk, two friends served as witnesses as Dwight and I had our updated estate planning documents notarized. Celebrated next door at fabulous Cardigan Donuts.

Diverse Walk

On my diverse walk: an art gallery, a gingerbread Hardanger violin, and lefse for later at Norway House; American Indian galleries at All My Relations and the Minneapolis American Indian Center; tonkotsu ramen, and Chinese broccoli (for later) at United Noodles, an Asian supermarket.

Empty Lobbies

Walked through empty corporate lobbies while running errands Downtown.

Remembering My Dad

Winnowed down our worldly goods, enough for two carloads for Goodwill and Habitat for Humanity. Dwight inadvertently put this scarf on the Goodwill pile, but I rescued it. My dad wore it while serving in the Home Guard during World War II.

Oblivious to a Changing World

Spotted these at the Andersen Library, University of Minnesota. Also on display was a thoughtful letter from a 19-year-old to the author (both female). The author’s response was condescending, rude, and oblivious to the changing world of the 1970’s.

Unlearned Lessons

Spent the morning at the Minneapolis Institute of Art seeing the Vietnam War through the eyes of artists opposed to the war at the time. There’s too many lessons still to be learned.

Brunch in a Former Fire House

Enjoyed a fine brunch in this newly refurbished space. In 1885 this was St. Paul’s first fire house. Last summer, when a friend and I cycled to former St. Paul fire houses, the interior was dilapidated and abandoned.