I have been all over this big, beautiful state. I have visited Mound, New Hope, Crystal, Golden Valley, Brooklyn Center, and even Brooklyn Park. But let me tell you, not one of those shining lights approaches the brilliance that is Grand Marais.
Some of my best childhood memories are of summer camp. Spending enough time in the water to reclassify as an amphibian. Strategizing over capture the flag with my cabinmates to a degree that would have exhausted Sun Tzu. Not washing my face even once over the course of two weeks, until I looked like what would have happened had Jackson Pollock abandoned paint for melted Popsicles. It is impossible to have that much fun after you have learned what supplemental life insurance is.
On July 17th, 1918, the Bolsheviks lined up the members of the Russian imperial family and executed them. Rumors soon spread that some of the Romanovs, including Grand Duchess Anastasia Nikolaevna, survived the firing squad, and at least five women claimed to be her in the following decades. They were deluded at best.
The time when the Midwest goes from ice to Eden is fast approaching. All of our favorite critters will return with the spring: the duck, whose quack doesn’t echo; the Canada goose, who traumatizes overly exploratory children for life; and the mosquito, who has earned villainy even though it helps us to lose weight.