I was in Minneapolis this past weekend. I drove south Thursday evening to stay closer to JFK airport that night, met The Man Friday morning, and we flew to Minneapolis Friday, arriving before dinnertime. Got home this morning.I love Minneapolis. The "city" part is small. As you approach it on the highway from the airport, it looks like someone tossed a handful of building seeds into a field, and watered them well after they sprouted. Tall beautiful shining buildings, clean streets, friendly people, plunk in a small cluster in the middle of the flatlands.
The photo above is me, and Mary Tyler Moore tossing her hat. She was on the corner half a block from our hotel. This is a cellphone photo taken by The Man. I had taken a disposable digital camera, so there will be other photos when I take the camera in to the pharmacy and have them put on a disk (you can't download from disposables yourself).
The purpose for the trip was a pre-season Vikings game (Steelers) on Saturday, and a visit to Mall of America.
More in subsequent posts. Right now, thanks to Delta Airlines, I'm dog tired.
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2 comments:
You are so very, very Mary Tyler Moore.
In the early 70s, during those years of psychotherapy, Dr. K. asked me if I had any female mentors or heroines. I said, "yes, Mary Tyler Moore."
He said, "oh, single woman, working in a newsroom?"
And I said "no, not Mary Richards. She's a wimp. I mean Mary Tyler Moore, chief of MTM Productions, even with type 1 diabetes. She's a tough lady, and all lady."
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