In which I catch a glimpse of my youth.
Memories of a favourite picture book, and more besides.
It’s the 4th of July, 1976, and it’s time for me to say goodbye to my American life.
My Dad springs a surprise and I discover the look of pride .
In which I get lost and then found on The Empire Builder
Snow has arrived in Minnesota already this year. My friends on Facebook are talking about it and two of my favourite Minnesotan bloggers are writing about it. Crooked Tracks has wonderful winter photos. littlelaosonthe prairie has advice on how to cope with snow for those from the tropics, especially Laos. […]
During the summer of ’75 my AFS host family showed me around Minnesota. One memorable trip was to Itasca State Park and the source of the Mississippi River. Mississippi was famous to me as the word guaranteed to trip you up in any spelling test until you remembered […]