Before the highway: saint paul, minnesota

But their dream was destroyed when Rangh Court was condemned for the construction of the freeway. By edict, they lost their one and only chance to become independent Black businessmen — and

the freeway destroyed my dream of working with two men who meant so much to me. It wasn't until years later that I was able to fully understand just how deeply my father was affected by

the loss of Rangh Court. I learned about how he had fought for as long as he was financially able to try to overturn the low valuation placed on the property by the highway department. He

appealed to the appraiser’s supervisor, the manager of the division and finally to the head of the highway department only to be defeated at every stage.   He pursued the appeal because part

of the valuation was based on an assertion by the state that the homes were “inferiorly constructed.” Yet, 10 years after the state acquired the Rangh Court, the homes were still standing,

even though they were vacant. We later learned that after 10 years, no further legal action of an aggrieved party can be brought against the state. Once the 10 years had passed, the state

divided the “inferiorly constructed“ homes into blocks of twos and threes and auctioned them off to contractors who placed them on flatbeds and moved them to new lots in Saint Paul where,

after almost 75 years, they are still standing.  Our story is no different than the stories of so many families who had to live through the loss of Rondo.  The freeway had an overwhelming

physical, cultural and emotional impact on life in Rondo. Looking back on what occurred, it would be hard not to conclude that the effect of losing homes, businesses and jobs exacerbated the

preexisting woes and ushered in a devastation and trauma that many still experience many decades later. Nevertheless, I believe with all my heart that — despite the inequalities of life,

the myriad urban ills, the indignities of undervaluing our homes, the separation of families, the loss of jobs, the closure of businesses — Rondo gave me and so many others a deep and

satisfying taste of what is was like to live in a bustling community of people capable of creating, celebrating and maintaining an Afrocentric way of living made by us and for us.  I will be

forever grateful to have been born and raised in this community.  Images of the Rangh Court townhomes, which were developed in 1947 by Marvin Roger Anderson's father and three business

partners, as seen (1) during construction; (2) while lived in by the Andersons and 11 other families; (3) after being seized by the state through eminent domain in order to build I-94 and

then sold and relocated. Photos courtesy Marvin Roger Anderson AARP:_ YOU LEFT RONDO AS A YOUNG MAN TO GO TO MOREHOUSE COLLEGE IN ATLANTA, AND THEN LAW SCHOOL IN SAN FRANCISCO. YOU TRAVELED

ABROAD, INCLUDING TO SENEGAL, WHICH IS WHERE YOU SERVED WHILE IN THE PEACE CORPS. WHAT BROUGHT YOU BACK TO MINNESOTA AND THE TWIN CITIES AREA?_ ANDERSON: I was in Washington D.C., to muster

out of Peace Corps. I considered where I had been during the prior nine years, what I had accomplished, the places I had enjoyed and the places I still desired to visit. Interestingly, my

plans included only a brief stop in Saint Paul.  My father had died while I was away but not before he and my mother had moved to Maplewood, a suburb of Saint Paul. After a pleasant visit in

Saint Paul, I finally got back to San Francisco. However, my old friends and contacts had scattered up and down the peninsula, others had relocated to other cities and towns, everyone was

dancing to music quite foreign to my ears. For the first time in my life, I felt like a wallflower in a room full of people with attitudes and aspirations I couldn’t understand. The hippie

movement became commercialized, the whole Black Power movement had dissipated and, unlike me, my friends had figured out the directions for their lives while I was still exploring.

Everything seemed like it had flattened out. It soon became clear that I was broke and completely exhausted. In that frame of mine, I made the decision to go back to Minnesota to get my

bearings.   AARP: _WHAT WAS IT LIKE WHEN YOU RETURNED? _ ANDERSON: Within three days of coming back, a long simmering feud between the Black community in North Minneapolis and the

Minneapolis Police Department broke out into a full-scale riot. One of my cousins told me a community meeting had been called, and she invited me to ride with her. I didn't know that

attending the meeting would change my life.   The meeting was organized by Lillian Anthony, the director of the new Minneapolis Department of Civil Rights. She was a striking woman,

intelligent, fearless, full of passion and able to inject caution in the midst of intense calls for greater action and retaliation. As the meeting was winding down, Lillian came to the

microphone and said, “I need help. If there is anyone out there who thinks they have a skill or willingness to assist us at the department, please get in touch with me.” An artist's

rendering of what the Rondo "land bridge" can look like and do for the community. As described on the ReConnect Rondo website, "A land bridge is a 'cap' or a

'lid' over a freeway, recreating land that was once lost." But, more than a bridge, says the nonprofit, it is "the way to right past wrongs, reweave the community through

shared history and create an equitable future we can all be proud of." (Click on the image to learn more.) Of note: Klyde Warren Park, which opened in downtown Dallas, Texas, in 2012,

is a similar land bridge-style outdoor space. It covers the eight-lane Woodall Rodgers Freeway, construction of which began in 1958, displacing residents of a majority-Black neighborhood.

Image from ReConnect Rondo, rendering by Design by Melo, Visuals by James On the drive home, my cousin told me that Lillian had been hired to draft a civil rights ordinance for the city of

Minneapolis. It was being touted as one of the first laws to include the power to levy fines and other penalties for civil rights violations. As my cousin was about to drop me off, she

turned and said, “Maybe it was fate that brought you back home and took us to the meeting. Maybe you ought to give Lillian a call.” "The land bridge project could cost at least $450

million to complete and is still in the planning stages. The state of Minnesota has supplied a starting round of $6.2 million in funding while the local Metropolitan Planning Council offered

$150,000 to study community fears about gentrification. Funds from the bipartisan federal infrastructure act are expected to be tapped for the project as are more state dollars. Those

numbers might sound daunting, but [ReConnect Rondo Executive Director Keith] Baker ticked off some comparison points: $348 million in state funding for the U.S. Bank Stadium, where the

Minnesota Vikings play football, and $550 million for Target Field, where the Minnesota Twins play baseball. What we're requesting here is not new in terms of infrastructure investment

into a proposition [says Baker]. But we are requesting that this kind of investment happen within communities and neighborhoods in a way that is much more effective. We can measure direct

benefit from that investment, which I don't believe that we can do on either of [those other two stadium projects]. It's not a criticism, but about a shift of a narrative of what

we mean by investment in neighborhoods." _— Article from the Urban Land Institute (February 24, 2022)_ Somewhere along the line — from some book, from some lecture, from some person — I

heard or learned the saying that, “It is better to flow with the river than try to fight the current to go back upstream.” That knowledge came to me right before falling asleep. By morning,

I knew what I had to do. I called the Department of Civil Rights and asked to speak with Ms. Anthony. I introduced myself and asked her to give me a couple of minutes to explain the purpose

of my call. As I saw her do time after time over the next two years, Lillian listened without saying a word. I explained that I had been in attendance the night before, that I had heard

what she said. I told her about my background, how moved I was by her remarks, and I closed with the realization that came to me while falling to sleep. Her response: “When can you

start?" Thus began an exciting stint building the Minneapolis Department of Civil Rights. It felt good to do meaningful work that brought me into contact with many members of the

Minneapolis legal and business communities, as well as the movers and shakers of the growing civil rights community. When the ordinance was passed by the Minneapolis City Council, it was a

major accomplishment. We received all kinds of praise, speaking requests and national attention. I decided to take the Minnesota bar exam. I told myself, "If I pass, that’s going to

tell me something. If I don't pass, that’s going to tell me something as well.” I passed the bar exam and was soon hired to integrate one of Minneapolis’ oldest and largest law firms.

   AARP: _WHAT PIQUED YOUR INTEREST IN RONDO?_ ANDERSON: Once I passed the bar, I moved back to Saint Paul, got married, and opened a law practice. After a while, I would make stops at

places along the corridor where old friends and new ones would meet after work to relax, eat and take in liquid refreshments. It was at these places that I would hear people telling

newcomers about "Old Rondo" — how we used to do this and that, about the people and places, the famous and infamous characters we saw as we grew up. People were always saying, “Do

you remember when?" I had returned to Minnesota in late 1967, and by 1977 I had gotten involved in establishing the Minnesota Chapter of the Morehouse College Alumni Association. I

organized the first meeting of the Minnesota Association of Black Attorneys. I served a term as the president of the Coalition of Black Minnesotans. All of these endeavors stemmed from the

commitment made by graduates of Morehouse College to get involved in your community and do what you can to make it a better place than when you came. By 1977, I had had enough of the “Do you

remembers” and, true to the motto of Morehouse — “Don’t curse the darkness when you can light a candle” — I decided the time had come to move from remembrance to action. That's when I

had the idea to form an organization to remember, celebrate and rejoice in the history and memory of Rondo. BUILDING A LAND BRIDGE "It's natural to ask if we can succeed, but

success must be understood in two ways. Of course we want to see a physical structure straddling the interstate, closing off once and for all time a road that was conceived and deliberately

placed to destroy our beloved community of Rondo, just as was done throughout the United States in other Black communities. Over 900 districts and neighborhoods were impacted by the freeway

system. I am hoping that one of us will get it right by covering or eliminating the highways of destruction."  _— Marvin Roger Anderson_ I sought out one of my oldest and best friends,

Floyd Smaller. He was a renown athlete who returned home and became a legendary high school coach and counselor. After several years of planning, organizing, fundraising and putting out

flares and fires, we announced the creation of Remember Rondo, an organization dedicated to the preservation and perpetuation of the history, culture and memories of the Rondo that existed

before the highway.  The first Rondo Days Festival — a three day gathering of more than 5,000 residents, formers residents, family and friends — was held 1982. In July of this year, the

Rondo Days Festival will be the oldest and largest gathering of African Americans in Minnesota.