Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Memorial Day: Duluth, Minnesota

a house in a clearing at the end of the road surrounded by woods
Duluth, Minnesota, scene of some of my earliest memories. 3901 Graysolon Road is an address burned into my brain, it's the first address I ever knew, and one I will always remember. It was the home of my Auntie Charlotte and Uncle Bob, and their kids, Kathy, and Bobby. They became our family in the U.S. when I arrived here with my mother and my brother at the ripe old age of 2 1/2, and they remain our family still; the fact that they are of no blood relation is completely irrelevant. My uncle Bob passed away 7 years ago, and since he was a veteran, it was special for me to be here for Memorial Day this year. Auntie Charlotte still lives here, as I know she will for as long as she's on this earth; she loves this place, and it's easy to see why.
the stomping ground of my childhood
some meaningful things from childhood just can't be explained

There weren't eagles nesting right by the house when we were kids,
but they've been on the property for the last ten years.

Lake Superior -- people who are not from the Midwest
just don't understand how big the Great Lakes are.