Why Ain’t You a Doc?

Why Ain’t You a Doc?

  Doc Bozeman tried to concentrate on that bullet—black and glistening with blood—and not on the fact that it was lodged in John Dillinger’s shoulder. Muscle and tissue gripped it like the gangster didn’t want to give it up, and Bozeman maneuvered to get a grip...
Remembering Dorothy Day

Remembering Dorothy Day

  Dorothy Day and I go way back. Granted, I never met her, but I can’t help but feel a connection after volunteering every third Saturday for the past twenty years at the Dorothy Day Center in downtown Saint Paul. I first went there on a lark, something to try...
Learn the Fundamentals: An Interview with Billy Peterson

Learn the Fundamentals: An Interview with Billy Peterson

  Billy Peterson has left his impression on Saint Paul baseball for more than five decades. At seventy-three years old, he is a central figure in the Midway Baseball program at the Dunning sports complex, where one of the ball fields is named after him. I first...
Do We Remember . . . the North Central Voters League?

Do We Remember . . . the North Central Voters League?

  The “sizzling sixties” stands out as one of the most dramatic seachanging decades in the annals of American political and social history. Not since the end of the Civil War and Reconstruction has the nation seen such a massive social transformation. Nearly...
The Good Ole Days All Over Again

The Good Ole Days All Over Again

Hi there! Everyone talks about the good old days—how they used to be—what a difference from today. Remember when gas was 25¢ a gallon? And cigarettes 26¢ a box with a 1¢ tax? Wow! But of course young teens didn’t smoke. Before I forget: White Castles were 12¢. A...
Fire on Pig’s Eye Island

Fire on Pig’s Eye Island

Pig’s Eye Island owes its name to a nineteenth- century trader, Pig’s Eye Parrant, who sold liquor and guns along the Mississippi’s watery highway. The nearby settlers took his name for their growing town until they decided the more mundane sobriquet Saint Paul might...