Chisholm, MN

Oh my, in reviewing my posts, I realize I failed to share any pictures of my visit to my mom’s home town, Chisholm, Minnesota.

Chisholm is in the Iron Range (or “The Range” as old timers call it), north of Hibbing, which is several hours north of Minneapolis.

It's in the Mesabi Iron Range.

Lots of Scandinavians settled here.

Tribute to the men who did the work that made the money that built the town.

Tribute to the men who did the work that made the money that built the town.

My mother’s father was in the dry goods business, at one point owning a store called  People’s Department Store.

The Chisholm Library. The librarian did some great research for me. I called her from Denver on Wednesday and she asked me to call back in an hour.

The Chisholm Library.

The librarian did some great research for me. I called her from the road on Thursday and she asked me to call back in an hour. When I did, she had addresses for me, of both the store and my grandparents house. She found them in a 1924 city directory. We’d think of it as the phone book, but of course in 1924 not everyone had a phone in their home.

The 1924

The 1924 Chisholm directory.

That's my family - the Mansons,

That’s my family – the Mansons. My uncle Arnold and aunt Helen were old enough to be listed, though my mom (about 8 at in 1924) and her younger brother apparently were not old enough to need listing.

Some years ago there was a big fire and almost all the streets were renamed and the buildings renumbered. That made finding the addresses listed in the directory a bit tricky. Lake Street, thankfully is still Lake Street.

It's the main street and it goes, wait for it, to the lake.

It’s the main street and, no surprise, it goes to the lake.

The street numbers went from 127 to 131. The listed address of the People’s Department Store, 129 West Lake Street, just wasn’t there. But the building at 131, while now sort of subdivided, was easily seen as a single, rather large space.

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Unified design, set-back entry, display windows…it’s easy to see this building as a small department store.

Same, same when you go 'round the corner to look.

Nothing to contradict that when you go ’round the corner.

Finding the house was much less satisfying. Hemlock had turned into 4th, there was no house with the number 112, my mother had described living across the street from the lake, but now her street ends not at the lake but at a property that is owned by the town and used as a municipal garage. Maybe that property was used as a park when she was young?

The lake, well lakes don't move much, so it was right there. Longyear Lake. My mother spoke fondly, though not often, of playing for hours in the water there.

The lake, well lakes don’t move much, so it was right there. Longyear Lake. My mother spoke fondly, though not often, of playing for hours in the water there. In a certain way, it was the most satisfying of the spots in Chisholm we visited.

We took the walk around the lake.

We took the South Loop.

On the way to the library.

On the way to the library. You wondered if Chico got to participate in this adventure? Of course he did.

Chisholm water tower.

Chisholm water tower. Sadly, the Mining Museum was closed the day we were in town.

We stopped at a thrift shop and I bought the dozen or so Chisholm-themed t-shirts they had. Sports teams, restaurants, the bowling alley – they all had made shirts at some point. They made great gifts for my cousins. Which was cool, because there wasn’t even a Chisholm-themed postcard at the drugstore, and that was about the only place on Lake Street that looked open and like it would have postcards.

And, for your viewing pleasure, here's Chico getting to know the toy now named Stuffie.

And, for your viewing pleasure, here’s Chico getting to know the toy now named Stuffie.

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