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A Civilized People

I take a seat at a corner table facing the window. A blustery spring day. The mutter of cars and buses as they pull up to the stop sign.
Western Avenue, once the city limit back when little farms lay between St. Paul and the milling city of Minneapolis.

Booking sheet for John Herbert Dillinger, circa 1934
Courtesy Minnesota Historical Society/mnhs.org

Why Ain’t You a Doc?

Doc Bozeman tried to concentrate on that bullet—black and glistening with blood—and not on the fact that it was lodged in John Dillinger’s shoulder. Muscle and tissue gripped it like the gangster didn’t want to give it up, and Bozeman maneuvered to get a grip with his forceps.

A 1968 photo of Dorothy Day from the Milwaukee JournalCourtesy Marquette University Archives

Remembering Dorothy Day

Dorothy Day and I go way back.
Granted, I never met her, but I can’t help but feel a connection after volunteering every third Saturday for the past twenty years at the Dorothy Day Center in downtown Saint Paul.

Events

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Celebrating Ten Years of the Saint Paul Almanac!

Saint Paul Almanac celebrates its first decade with a grand book release party for its new literary collection, Saint Paul Almanac: A Ten-Year Retrospective. (Aug. 5, 2015) SAINT PAUL—The Saint Paul Almanac will celebrate its first decade of annual publications in its yearly book release party on Thursday, September 10, at the Black Dog Coffee and […]

Nathan-Hale-feature

A Civilized People

I take a seat at a corner table facing the window. A blustery spring day. The mutter of cars and buses as they pull up to the stop sign.
Western Avenue, once the city limit back when little farms lay between St. Paul and the milling city of Minneapolis.

Booking sheet for John Herbert Dillinger, circa 1934
Courtesy Minnesota Historical Society/mnhs.org

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Doc Bozeman tried to concentrate on that bullet—black and glistening with blood—and not on the fact that it was lodged in John Dillinger’s shoulder. Muscle and tissue gripped it like the gangster didn’t want to give it up, and Bozeman maneuvered to get a grip with his forceps.

A 1968 photo of Dorothy Day from the Milwaukee JournalCourtesy Marquette University Archives

Remembering Dorothy Day

Dorothy Day and I go way back.
Granted, I never met her, but I can’t help but feel a connection after volunteering every third Saturday for the past twenty years at the Dorothy Day Center in downtown Saint Paul.