Everytime I go back to Fargo memories come flooding back to me- the first time I said good-bye to my parents, the horrible taste of cafeteria food, the first time I saw Casey, the way snow blows on the interstate, the table in the library that I use to call my own, my first apartment, the taste of coffee at Planet 19, the smell of Casey's stinky apartment, sketching the sunset for art class, walking to campus on windy days, Bud Light & Ice House, the sound of the train behind my old apartment, turning 21, finding some of my bestest friends, and graduation. OK, I'll stop now.
In May it will be 5 years since I left Fargo but the memories are still crystal clear, I hope they never fade.
I will probably always be a Minneapolisan but Fargo will always have my heart.
PS- Crystal, you're one great mama! Oh how I love spending time with you.