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Time-tripping in the New Year

On New Year's Eve, Rob Hansen posted his Corflu 6 report online. Corflu 6, aka the Minneapolis Corflu.* Complete with photos of 20-year-younger versions of several people who are likely reading these very words I type.

There's a lot of other neat stuff at Rob's Fan Stuff. I especially recommend The Reaffirmation if you're not already familiar with it, or if it's been a long time since you read it.

* On the Sunday of his (and my) first Corflu -- Corflu 3 in Tyson's Corner, VA -- fredcritter first mentioned his liking of the idea of running a Corflu in Minneapolis, that it would be a way of his paying it back, his way of saying thanks to the fanzine community, and, knowing Fred, there was probably a comment about paying it forward, too. Reading Rob's report again these 20 years after Corflu 6, I am most keenly aware of just how much Fred did, in fact and deed, pay it forward both by encouraging me to go to Corflu in the first place and then by running Corflu 6 three years later.

Crank: fredcritter
Waver Rollers: jonsinger
Silkscreen: moi
retooned, were you the ink gun? Or was that Susan? I'm still missing a mimeo part...ah, since Susan ran the consuite, it seems very likely that she might have been the paper feed or feed tray.....

And spikeiowa edited CHASM, the Chuch Harris Appreciation Society Magazine, for us.

As Nero Wolfe would say, it was satisfactory. Quite satisfactory.
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Minneapolis Now and Then

Thirty years ago, I spent my first Christmas in Minneapolis. I'd moved there specifically for the weather, for that promise of winter full of snow and cold.

During the fall of 1979, co-workers and neighbors told me about the previous winter. Backyards had disappeared under a blanket of snow in October and hadn't reappeared until April. I began to fear I'd perhaps bitten off more than I could chew of that whole winter thing.

Come Christmas, I felt totally betrayed. It wasn't white. It was brown. Apart from one thoroughly magical, sunny morning of hoarfrost, the landscape was thoroughly dreary.

Hoarfrost on Fence, 1979 Hoarfrost on Fence, 1979
It wasn't a white Christmas, but I'd never before seen hoarfrost anything like the hoarfrost that encased St. Louis Park, Minnesota one morning in December of 1979. Polariod SX-70 photo by Geri Sullivan, taken within walking distance of 3657 Rhode Island Ave. S.

The 25 years that followed brought plenty of white Christmas' to Minneapolis, but I don't remember any of them having anything like the 15+ inches of snow and blizzard the Twin Cities are getting hammered with this year.

Yes, there was 1982 -- the year coffeeem and willshetterly called on Christmas Eve to see if I was up for a rescue trip over a legendary coating of black ice in -20 degree F. weather to Menomonie, where pameladean, dd_b, and BoyOBoy were stranded en route from Boston. Oh. That's why they didn't show up the night before at the party up at the Courts of Chaos in Blaine. I said yes before learning that we were talking about the Menomonie in Wisconsin and not Menominee, Michigan. It was only 40 miles over the border, but it still took Will, Emma, Jan Appelbaum, Karen Johnson, and me several hours to make our way safely there.

The parties and adventures continued through the years, morphing along the way as these things do. I wish all of my Minneapolis friends and loved ones warmth, safety, good health, comfort and joy through the storm and well beyond it, too. I'm glad I'm here, but I also I wish I were there. I'd help shovel, and savor the joy of your company, too.
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Of fannish interest....

Seen in a post forwarded to the mnstf LJ.

Jon Olsen is proposing the creation of a "new, neutral non-profit organization with the goal of serving as a coordinating space between any and all willing fan-run organizations in the region."

The region in question is the Greater Twin Cities Area and the online conversation is starting at League of Wonders.

League of Wonders is meant to be a neutral territory, an effective community builder. And I'd put this statement of Jon's at the core of it all: "oh how I yearn to see us happy together."

Interesting. I wish them luck, and all good things.