Since the target market was out-of-towners, the brochure reminded people that Winnipeg was more than shimmering damasks and blankets.

I went to the Legislative Building in high school, and was impressed. It had a Golden Boy on top, the symbol of the province; such a thing was impressive to a North Dakotan from a considerably smaller town.

Being high schoolers, of course we laughed at the name of the park.

Confirming Winnipeg's status as the mirror-image Minneapolis, it had a auditorium built in the 30s.

Orchestras played there. Other times, you could rollerskate.