"Little Towns of "WE RAH,RAH, RAH": Tales from Normal, Mn.: FICTION

It's wonderful to get away during the heat of the summer, pack up the boat and head on up to the northern tundra and do some bass fishing....

Last week, with the boat and trailer in tow, I made my way....and slowly because of the traffic jam on the road to Normal, Mn., up north just south of Garrison. Each little town with its car dealers on the outskirts, and the restaurants right next door, and then if one got off the major road, the little houses with the flowers just so, and with the signs that the local city historical society was meeting that night to treasure some more grave ideas from the past....and a fierce pride that this was the best little burg in the world.....

And all of the little towns all the way up to the fresh air...all saying they were the best....kind of a litany that went "WE RAH,RAH,RAH....ditto etc.

Finally the fishing...and the roar of the motors and the end of the WE RAH RAH.