When we got into the cab at the cruise ship terminal this morning, our cabbie said, “Welcome back to Minnesota. The Krebsbachs and the Bunsens are really glad that you're back, ya know.” His accent was dead-on.
Later at our hotel we were talking to the desk clerk about A Prairie Home Companion when a fellow guest overheard us. She is a native Minnesotan, living in Chicago. A friend of hers taught Gary (as he was known then) English at Anoka High School. He wasn’t above average.
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Clever value-added-service on the part of the cabbie--I assume he earned a big tip?!
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