Visiting Fargo as a former resident and a tourist opened my eyes to the beauty of downtown Fargo.
Don't get me wrong, I knew the city's central business district was eye-popping before I moved to Watford City. I just never took a camera down there at night before.
Neon signs. Lighted trees. The flashing Fargo Theatre marquee, which (sources say) is the most photographed place in North Dakota.
On two nights, I shot downtown with my buddies Grant and Pace, respectively. The weather was gorgeous, the lights wonderful.
I watched cooks prepare pizza dough from outside Sammy's Pizza at the corner of Broadway and Third behind a red-lit window.
The Fargo Theatre marquee flashed in the darkness, casting a red glow on the damp street in front of the historic theatre. I remembered all the shows I've seen there (FX's "Fargo" premiere, "The Grant Budapest Hotel," the 2014 Fargo Film Festival) and wondered why I'd never taken the time to shoot the marquee at dark before.
Aside from lights, old ads of downtown Fargo found their way into the lens as well.
Dakota Business College.
Supposedly, there is a roof in downtown Fargo where you can see all of the old building ads.
Going over the downtown district reminded me of two years ago when I delivered the High Plains Reader my junior year of college: Dropping stacks of the weekly paper at 61 businesses north of Main Avenue starting at 9 a.m. as downtown started to wake up.
Probably my favorite job ever.
Downtown Fargo is sleepy in the morning but its nightlife booms. It's the place to be. Fort Noks. Sports Bar. The OB. Good times.
I lived in Fargo for 22 and a half years but didn't fully appreciate downtown while I was there. I even attended church downtown (First Presby).
It's always fun to go over your old stomping grounds, where I delivered HPRs, interviewed for stories, ate and drank and so much more.
See you downtown, baby.