Yesterday, for some reason, Perry Webster came to mind. Perhaps the milestone of Starfire’s 50th birthday got me thinking of Legends of the Twin Ports. Along with Scott Lunt and Slim Goodbuzz, the “Mount Rushmore” of Duluth would certainly include at least one of the Websters. With that — “The Webster House” — part Airbnb, part youth hostel, part “Lincoln Bedroom,” part homeless shelter, part fraternity/sorority, part halfway house, part fact and part fiction came to mind.
For the sake of preserving the official, unofficial history of Duluth — or maybe just for the exercise in waxing nostalgic about “the good old days” — I’d appreciate any stories [first hand account or otherwise] of the Webster House. I’m not looking to exploit or extort anyone through this — just am missing Duluth these days. Every so often, I connect with one of these hidden memories and think about my formative years in Duluth — a time marked by Johnny Ray’s Pizza and the Red Lion Bar. Recalling these days of foolishness and fame is special, and without a physical community of friends to share with, now engage with this forum. As I am missing my adopted homeland, sharing the lore of this legend and landmark would close the gap measured in miles along 35W.
The Webster House. If I recall, the stories wrote themselves.
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