My Town

There are countless people out there who have never heard of my town, and that's cool. It's the perfect size. Not to big, not too small. You can run into two high school classmates at Target in one night, and on the same night you can go to the grocery store and not see anyone you even recognize.
The freeway cuts across town next to the lake and the river, and you can go from one end to the other in about 20 minutes, depending on the time of day. But you can see so far up the hill while you do, it seems vast, sometimes.
It might be 50 by the lake, and 85 up over the hill. In fact, this is typical in the summer, and our runners, for our 34th annual marathon, are counting on it as they race past the shores of Gitchee Gumee.
We're not fantastic about preserving our old architecture, but we have plenty still that is beautiful, and right now there is a theater preservation movement, a downtown business revival (even the 100+ year old jail is being turned into something fabulous). Our most famous mansion was the sight of a 1970's murder.
I love that we have beaches and forests. Our beach is still clean (well, relatively. Don't get me started about gulls and litter). Our forests have more miles of undeveloped trails than.....Well, not sure, but it's gorgeous. And where else can you get 4 feet of snow in a weekend and lay out on the beach for half a summer?
I've lived here most of my life, and I could show you sights, tell you stories and tell you where to have lunch that's NOT crowded with weekenders, but in short, I love my town.