This is actually a part of my honor's project, so if you could be so kind as to include in your discussion these things:
Did you gow up in Saint Paul?
If so, what neighborhood are you from?
Are you a "transplant" to Saint Paul?
If, so from where, and what brought you here?
Are you from "across the river"?
How did you get involved in the Carnival?
Please describe how you think the Carnival reflects the Saint Paul culture.
How much do you know about the legend of the Carnival and the history of Saint Paul through the Carnival?
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But damn do I taste good :wink:
NAME THAT MOVIE...
"Ooooh..ED! You sounded like Dirty Harry just now!"
We have a leisure suit lyrics thread, I say we start a movie quote thread.
Webmaster of my domain Ares??
My favorite memory is this whole hunt. Wow. It was amazing.
I have to say I sure dug up a lot of ball fields!!!
Obituary / Dave Young, avid medallion hunter
BY TAD VEZNER
Pioneer Press
Article Last Updated: 05/16/2007 12:04:30 AM CDT
During every Winter Carnival, "Santa" would set up a hot plate on the cold concrete outside the Pioneer Press building in downtown St. Paul, cooking soup, cracking jokes and keeping the cold air festive in the wait for the next Treasure Hunt clue.
Dave Young, known as "Santa Dave" for his white beard, bellowing laugh and boundless optimism, died Monday in the company of fellow treasure hunters at Major's bar and restaurant in Inver Grove Heights.
He collapsed unexpectedly into the lap of his good friend Jake Ingebrigtson, who was the first 2007 Treasure Hunt winner.
"We were playing trivia. ... Of course he won every game," Ingebrigtson said.
"He is a fixture of the treasure hunters, and he'll be missed by a lot of people," said Jesse Anibas, who wrote the "Pioneer Press Treasure Hunt History."
Young, 65, could have made a long list of the good people he'd met in St. Paul: He delivered pizzas in the Twin Cities for 26 years on top of doing standup comedy at local venues with the likes of Louie Anderson, friends said.
He had a host of other jobs: school bus driver, short-wave radio operator, occasional WCCO radio personality - and, of course, a Santa-for-hire.
"You couldn't be with him without really believing in Santa Claus, because that's who he was," said Terry Valentine, who, along with Young, was a founding member of the Cooler Crew treasure hunting team.
"There were times things weren't going so well for him, job-wise - but there wasn't anything he wasn't willing to try. You asked how he was doing, and he'd always say 'fabulous,' " Valentine said.
Come treasure-hunting time, Young dressed conspicuously light, in a simple shirt and pants, and his signature hat with earflaps.
"Santa Dave" was apparently never perturbed by the cold, friends said: "He dressed more from fall ... but I never remember him having to warm up," Ingebrigtson said.
For fun, Valentine noted, Young flew small Cessna-class planes and drove around "pretty old jalopies" filled with "stuff" - newspapers, clothes, computer parts (and, during the hunt, shovels and rakes) - "You name it, he could find it in there," Valentine said.
"He was a little bit of a pack rat. Actually a lot," Valentine added. "A lot of people would say, 'Gee, is he living in there?' That was the way he was; he never apologized for it."
His license plates always carried his ham radio call letters: KOIZD. He participated in the Treasure Hunts for the same reason he talked on the radio and attended every day of the Minnesota State Fair: to socialize.
"There wasn't anyplace you could go where you wouldn't run into somebody he knew. He had friends in every port," Valentine said.
Raised in Brewster, in southwestern Minnesota, Young was a 1960 graduate of Brewster High School. He lived in New Brighton for much of his life before moving to Princeton a year or two ago.
He was one of the featured stars of the 2005 documentary film "No Time for Cold Feet."
He is survived by a sister, Martha Young. Funeral arrangements have not been announced.
Tad Vezner can be reached at tvezner@pioneerpress.com or 651-228-5461.
My mother worked for the St. Paul Dispatch and Pioneer Press as a switchboard operator. Our family was not eligible to hunt for the medallion. I was very interested in the clues though, and felt bummed that we couldn't go out and hunt. Well, I suppose we could have but could not have claimed the prize.
Once my mother retired, I kept meaning to go medallion hunting, but it was the year the Cooler Crew formed that I finally got out hunting. A lot of my friends are sticks-in-the-mud and no one would go out with me, but reading the Cooler Crew boards about what was going on in the park, plus the fact it was at Chair-Oh-Key and I lived close by, got me out there.
I thought it was cool when someone posted they'd lost their gloves - well, I'd just seen them and told them where - and they went and got them! And it was fun to stand around the bonfire and get to meet people - put faces with the screen names.
I know a little about the carnival legends and traditions, but I am far from an expert.
I used to wish the vulcans would kiss me (when I was a kid) but then I was also scared they would. We seldom went to any carnival events due to my parents' staggered work schedules and my dad was handicapped and had a difficult time getting around in the snow and on slippery sidewalks.
I do remember going out to Battle Creek the year the medallion was on the football field - went out with a friend - we were just yards away when it was found and we knew they'd found it.
I've been in the right park a few times, based on my own noodling, so I am feeling good about that much. I just really like the commeraderie out there.
My favorite story to tell is the year we were hunting in Newell and I had a headlamp on - I pulled it away from my forehead to adjust the strap and my hat, and it slipped out of my hand - and whacked me on the bridge of the nose! I had a little cut there but didn't need stitches, but I really think I gave myself a little concussion cuz I sure felt weird the rest of the night.
Will sure miss Santa Dave and Woodsman Bob (Bob e.) this year - may they both rest in peace.
now thats very cool
I know the story will turn into 80below in about 5 or so years...
Phalen -40? Doubt it. Maybe windchill but not air temp. It was cold but bareable from what I remember. Maybe it was because we were digging in trees.
There was a link we used earlier to figure this out before.
Wind chill is measured differently now. If it was a few years ago, we'd be saying 55 below rather than 40.