Well it’s embarrassing, and a trip made a thousand times by middle aged men just like me, but Hibbing was only about an hour out of our way after leaving Deer River on the way back through Duluth to the twin cities. I’d always been told there wasn’t much to see, I expected a very small, and sort of depressing place and it was far from it. Seemed to be a decent size town with beautiful houses, businesses and what not. We spent most of the time trying to get Siri to tell us where Dylan’s home was, and not sure we ever found it. Some photos here, the main drag, the street in his honor, the railroad tracks not too far from downtown, etc.
Well I wrote this post a few days ago, only to wake up this morning and discover that he has won the Nobel prize in literature. So it seems like the right day to post this.
“When your gravity fails you, and negativity don’t pull you through.” Nobel prize as far as I’m concerned.