It's about what life was like when she grew up in St. Paul, the streets, her mom and dad, and the strange class distinctions in our town. Her dad grew up on the West End in a Czech family, and he became the florist to the tony people up on the hill. Of course Patricia Hampl is a poet and she tells it so much better ....
I was lucky to take a creative writing class from her at the U way back when. (Don't blame her if you don't like my writing.) It's fun to see her at the grocery store or on Grand Avenue. She's another person with a fabulous sense of style.
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