I was a young Philadelphian, freshly divorced, and looking for a new city in which to start my new life. I was tired of rat-filled alleys and
Homemade snow pants of thick wool, ice caked on my jacket sleeves and on my mittens: I head out with my best friend, Rita doll...
I like the cold so brisk and fresh it cuts through clothes and crimps nose hair...
It is difficult to choose from Bill Hoffman’s writings because they are all so compelling. Street by street and door by door and character by
The Saint Paul Almanac is pleased to announce the fourth in its 2011–2012 season of acclaimed Lowertown Reading Jams which celebrate the rich
Welcome to the first Pig's Eye Post of 2012! This evening, Monday, January 9th, we are excited to present our first 2012 event, a Lowertown
It was around 9:55 a.m. I was waiting for the library to open. I saw a cute Ethiopian girl coming toward me. She had dark brown skin, short
We speak of it as though it were a place, a battlefield strewn with corpses, a burial ground of shattered statues hooded with snow.
Although I live in Minneapolis, I have a strong connection to Saint Paul. When I worked as a legal secretary in downtown Saint Paul, I could see