While writing an article for TYA Today about the Tribe of Story at the One Theater World festival in St. Paul, MN, I discovered many aspects of St. Paul, MN that to me told the story of that city:

• A community of story in which “I’m gonna put the game on” naturally refers to the Stanley Cup finals.

• A community in which when you are handed your coffee at Dunn Brothers, you get multiple syllables in the last word of the phrase “Here you go.”

• A community in which there is a line of folks around the block at St. Paul’s cathedral, standing in the rain, to pay respects to the owner of the steakhouse at the end of 7^th Street and there are signs to honor him in nearly every shop window on that same street.

• A community in which when I pull out a program from the 1974-75 Minnesota Fighting Saints season (that I bought from the antique store across the street), the guy next to me recounts with great energy going to the rink as a kid with his dad to see childhood heroes like Gord Gallant smoking cigarettes and drinking beer on the bench during practices.

• A community in which cars make full stops at stop signs

• A community in which Peanuts characters, a statue of Herb Brooks and colorful dinosaur sculptures live in harmony not far from a sign on the side of the building that houses the Minnesota Museum of American Art that announces “ART HERE.”