Rachel’s Trees

One of my favorite places in Saint Paul is Rachel’s Trees. Rachel’s Trees is a memorial to my sister who passed away a few days after birth. The

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Old Saint Paul

Old Saint Paul, up and down your ripped up sidestreets, kids roam, hands deep in pockets, snapping ice with each step. Their mothers poke out

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Welcome to Mount Como

The sign mysteriously appears when the snow starts, at the foot of the golf club driveway, announcing the start of the ski season at Como Park:

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Some Cheers for Winter

My sister phones. "Storm!" she says, disgusted. "They're calling this a storm. No wind, maybe an inch of snow. It's winter, for Pete's sake,

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Somewhere I’ll Find You

So we moved from my small town in western Minnesota to St. Paul where I had to go to Murray High, a school with more people than in the

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