HARRY HOWLAND POOL. This isn't necessary. The history of Fargo can be told without this simple brick structure. But: this was where I spent my summers. The pool area was above; the front door on the left. It was simple and spare. You got an elastic band with a number when you put your duds in a metal cage. There was a clammy public shower, and a machine that sold ice cream sandwiches.

I remember this part of childhood almost better than anything else - certainly more intensely. If that's the case for you, and you found this page, well, I'm glad you did.