Visiting a Power Plant, Learning From My Father

Unknown photographer's image of old Moorhead, Minnesota, power plant; west of Woodlawn Park along the Red River. (unknown date before ca. 2014) From North Dakota State University(?) via PocketSight tours.When my father told me he was taking me to see the power plant, I was very excited; and looked forward to seeing a plant that somehow produced significant amounts of electricity.

As it turned out, the "power plant" was a building near the river.

My main — and only — visual memory of the place is a large room dominated by a massive cylinder: rounded, with its axis parallel to and roughly even with the floor. I'm pretty sure it was painted a light green.

I also remember being disappointed. And trying to not show it. I don't know what my age was at the time: probably around nine or ten, fourth or fifth grade....

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(The old power plant is gone, and I remember only a bit of the time my father took me there. But I learned from what my father did, and what the Church says.)

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