DURANGO, AND A HEAD OF STEAM
By Winfred Peppinck
In my search for meaning of why the major changes in the city I was born in March 21,1941 Minneapolis, Minnesota.
Today I am so pleased to be sharing the work of one of our Editors, Sumit Vashisht.
There are times when I still hear their giggles. I suppose I’ll never know if they were sisters or friends, but they laughed with a harmony that suggested a bond, a lifetime of knowing each other. They laughed with a sort of purity too, which I think is why five years later I sometimes still hear their laughter, clear as can be, as if it were happening now.
Closing Reception, Saturday, June 20, 10:00-4:00, for
Against All Odds: The Original Highwaymen Painters
It’s Nonstop Bedlam as “Bert & Ernie, Goodnight!”
Kicks off a Whirlwind Season at Children’s Theatre Company