Rolled down to Kasson, Minn., on a funeral errand. There are curious towns like this all over the country — the main drag faced the railroad, and they didn’t build commercial structures on the other side of the tracks. It makes the town look as if it’s lined up to meet the train.

There’s a marvelous movie theater. The State. It’s from 1937, and the theater’s website — yes, it’s still open — says it was “built by Henry Workman.” Nothing else downtown has this pizazz, but that was often the case with small towns. A theater like this was the portal to the big broad world, and the fact that it’s running again and restored to its original beauty is heartening.

(If you do go down to see it, stop at Daniel’s. Had a spicy hamburger that beat anything I’ve had in the Cities for years.)