Category Archives: Memoir

I have been a car nut for many years. In America this is a common enough enthusiasm, but I think I came by it in a somewhat unusual way.  In the first place, I developed my interest later than most … Continue reading →

LeRoy Hanson’s basement apartment was  a block from campus.  You  climbed a half-flight of steps from the street, entered the side door of the trim grey bungalow, and descended into another world, not quite what our proper Lutheran college probably … Continue reading →