Fewer Guns More Peace

Fewer Guns More Peace

Meet Beth a Longfellow resident who makes her point by biking. A social worker by profession on her way to work early this morning she crossed my path on her bike as I was out and about taking photos. When I saw her bike sign I followed her (okay chased her in my car, do not do this it scares people!) to catch up with her hoping for a conversation and possibly a photo. She was more than cordial when she realized that I was not out to get her! As you can see by her bike sign her soapbox issue is we need more peace and fewer guns. “Guns (hand guns and assault weapons) are designed primarily to kill humans. Let’s think about this. Let’s talk about this. Let’s do something.” We had a great conversation about all sides of the issue and how tricky or should I say delicate it is these days (or really as always I guess) to have such conversations. Thanks Beth, I am with you for more peace with fewer guns!

Photo: Megan Longtine-Jones

Karen at Junket: Tossed & Found


The Junket: Tossed & Found store, part of the Minnehaha Mile Shopping District will begin sharing its space in the fall with All Square, a socially responsible gourmet grilled-cheese restaurant, as reported in the Longfellow-Nokomis Messenger.

Photo: Martin Schub

Vincent L. Giantvalley American Legion Post 234

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Location: 3751 Minnehaha Ave.

Vincent L. Giantvalley was an American soldier from Minneapolis that gave his life in service of our country in 1918 during World War I in France.

Decoration Day

Sleep, comrades, sleep and rest
On this Field of the Grounded Arms,
Where foes no more molest,
Nor sentry’s shot alarms!

Ye have slept on the ground before,
And started to your feet
At the cannon’s sudden roar,
Or the drum’s redoubling beat.

But in this camp of Death
No sound your slumber breaks;
Here is no fevered breath,
No wound that bleeds and aches.

All is repose and peace,
Untrampled lies the sod;
The shouts of battle cease,
It is the Truce of God!

Rest, comrades, rest and sleep!
The thoughts of men shall be
As sentinels to keep
Your rest from danger free.

Your silent tents of green
We deck with fragrant flowers
Yours has the suffering been,
The memory shall be ours.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Photo: Carri Musil