In Sunday's Star Tribune, general assignment reporter Curt Brown weaves a colorful narrative of envy in Sand mining creates wealth and friction (what appears to be his first frac sand mining story), while failing to note that neighbors of a farm couple who collected $550,000 for their place might have more powerful reasons not to wave when they pass by.

When I braved the cold weather to cover a story about the Amen Corner in Peavey Park, I expected to find what their press release promised: people registering to vote. Following Google Maps directions, I found myself at the intersection of a highway entrance and a glum-looking parking lot with no prospective voters, and no gathering at all. Now what? I tried, unsuccessfully, to reach my editor, and finally turned my bike back up Franklin toward home, cold and disappointed under a darkening sky. Then I heard it: loud music and a man’s voice chanting “Can I get an Amen” through speakers.