Good morning from Minneapolis, a fine Midwestern city known for our flour, our sailboats, our Saturdays in the parks, and our cries of defiance and not of fear.
Can you dig it? Yes we can.
Our residents have been very badly treated by our own federal government but we try not to dwell on it.
The rest you know from books you've read.
Quite early Saturday morning it's 69℉/21℃; light winds; cloudy skies; barometer 29.99" if you like your air pressure measured with a tube of mercury and a yardstick.
Sunny today. High 85℉/30℃.
So through the night rode Paul Revere;
And so through the night went his cry of alarm
To every Middlesex village and farm,—
A cry of defiance and not of fear,
A voice in the darkness, a knock at the door,
And a word that shall echo forevermore!
For, borne on the night-wind of the Past,
Through all our history, to the last,
In the hour of darkness and peril and need,
The people will waken and listen to hear
The hurrying hoof-beats of that steed,
And the midnight message of Paul Revere.
—Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, from Tales of a Wayside Inn, 1863
"Revere continued to make tea sets after the revolution, a fitting reminder of his revolutionary past. This one dates to 1792-93, and although the set had been broken up through inheritance by Templeman’s descendants, the pieces were eventually reassembled, loaned, and then gifted to the MIA in 1960 by James Ford Bell—founder of General Mills—and his wife, Louise. Much later, two of the original teaspoons were reunited with the service. Today, the tea service is beloved by tour guides who continue to unlock this tale of early American history for schoolchildren visiting the MIA."
https://new.artsmia.org/stories/once-at-mia-unlocking-american-history
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