When recalling my childhood and one of my most precious dreams, I think of Minnehaha Falls in Minneapolis, MN. My folks brought us here all the time for picnics. There used to be an area called the, ‘deer pen’, and it was filled with them. The water flows from Lake Minnetonka to Minnehaha Creek where it joins with the mighty Mississippi River. The confluence is near Fort Snelling.
I have a number of old photos of the falls. One is from the mid-1900’s with my grandma standing behind the falls with some other people. Now, of course, that wouldn’t be possible to do. Here are photos of early picnickers.
Growing up, we had class picnics there, attended the Syttenmai (Seventeenth of May, Norwegian Independence Day) celebration, Svenskarnasdag, (Swedish Day) reunions and many other gatherings, or just go for a lone stroll. It’s so serene.
There’s also a statue of Hiawatha carrying Minnehaha across the creek, right out of the poem, Song of Hiawatha, by Longfellow. There’s also the old depot built, 1875. As if that isn’t enough, the home of John H. Stevens is on the site. It is purportedly the first wooden framed building built in Minnesota, 1849 or 1850. I’ve added a photo of the Longfellow library which was built similar to Henry W. Longfellow’s house. It is located nearby.
I hope that you enjoyed the little bit of history about the most beautiful place on earth. Where is yours? Write about it. I try to put some of my favorite places in my writing.
Here are pictures of famous people who have visited the Falls. President Johnson, VP Hubert Humphrey, President Kennedy, Martin Luther King, just to name a few.