Monthly Archives: February 2012

The evening of my 8th grade year was turning cold, but cold in a California way. Chilly in its 50 degree late-spring night. My dad and I had two days before taken the ’78 Ford over Donner Pass through the … Continue reading →

People make connections with the strangest things. But they’re real. The streamsides of Southeast Minnesota will never match the stone-floored western rivers of my youth. But they make the connection. The two times I most strongly remember my dad working … Continue reading →