Andy Sturdevant’s “Potluck Supper with Meeting to Follow”: The Minnesota book that Minnesota needed
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When I was 11, my family moved into the house my father had grown up in—a turn-of-the-century foursquare near the University of St. Thomas, where my paternal grandfather taught English. My dad Jim could still walk around the block, until well into his 50s, and be greeted as “Jimmy” by elders who had been there since he was a boy. When describing my family’s relationship to our home, I would tell people at college that my dad was convinced we lived in the best house on the best corner of the best neighborhood of the best city in the best state in the best country in the world. Not that he thought any of those jurisdictions was perfect; each was just obviously preferable to any reasonable alternative.I went far away to college—to the east coast. Continue Reading





