Travelogue: "The Contented Cow"-----the speakeasy

Well it's alum recruiting weekend for Carleton College in Northfield, Mn. this weekend. Alums who are on the board responsible for fundraising for the college fly in from all over the country to gather for the special annual meeting. There is excitement as the alums gather after another year of absence. After the serious part is over, some of the parents hope to chat with the alums for a moment, just a moment as older parents of alums know, to reconnect.

Last night, at the "Contented Cow", the local speakeasy right on the river, there was a little Bob Dylan type band playing ----when something pretty unusual happened--that make me feel right at home like Evansville.

Right in the middle of the second set, while our youngest and I were strolling by the river,near but not in the speakeasy, two young students yelled out from the overhanging porch where the band played, "There's Julie,...There's Julie".

The youngest was startled, and over the roar of the music used a gesture to indicate that no, she was the younger sister. Just then, Julie came along, and the bar patrons came to the edge of the porch and raised their camera phones to snap both of their pictures for evidence.

Both of the girls were pleased. The oldest because the locals remembered her as being so young. And the youngest because she was being thought of as one of the college locals.

Relax. They never recognized me. Dressed in my New York Yankees cap and shorts. They never knew. The Evansville Observer was on the job undercover. Catching those little things that the mainstream media misses.