Archive for June, 2010
What and Where is this in PHILLIPS Community?
Identify what and where of these photos and win a chance for a drawing for a $10.00 Gift Certificate to Welna Hardware on Bloomington Avenue. Email us the answer. Hint: It was news in June that this corner will have a $21M change in 2011.
Alice”'s murder exploited by vagaries of politicos and publishers
Roosevelt, Taft, politicos, prostitution, Titanic dominate headlines by Sue Hunter Weir Alice Mathews led a rather ordinary life except for one thing: she was murdered. On Saturday, March 23, 1912, the night that she was murdered, Alice was twenty years old. She worked as a packer at the Pillsbury C Mill and lived with her father, stepmother and four siblings in South Minneapolis. Alice had spent the evening downtown going to a movie and having a late supper with two of her girlfriends. At 11:06, Alice caught the Cedar Avenue streetcar. She got off on 34th Street and Cedar Avenue, the end of the line, and started to walk home, a distance of about seven blocks. When Alice was within a few houses of her own home, someone attempted to rape her. Failing that, her attacker strangled her. The story of Alice”'s murder was front-page news for the next three weeks. Except for those who were interested in the battle between Theodore Roosevelt and Howard Taft for the Republican [...]
Searching ”“ A Serial Novelle Chapter 16: El Corrido De Don Jaime
By Patrick Cabello Hansel When Angel and Luz arrived at her abuela”'s house, the whole neighborhood was gathered. Children running everywhere, elderly women dancing to scratchy phonograph records from Mexico. Even though it was freezing outside, Luz”'s cousin Rodrigo was in the backyard, turning steaks and sausages on a large grill cut from an oil drum. People who had run in terror from the raid just a few hours before were partying as if Mexico had just won the World Cup. Luz finally found her grandmother Dolores in the kitchen. Over the noise, she asked her what happened. “Your Uncle Jaime is free!” she shouted as she gave her a big hug. “What?” Luz cried. “Immigration let him go?” “No, mi amor””he escaped””he flew the coop””¡voló como un paloma!” It took a few moments for this to sink in. “Where? How? Abuela, they”'re going to come looking for him! They”'ll bust the door [...]
