Transpo Convo: Benjamin Out Shopping

[This is part of’s “transpo convo” series, which aims to be an oral history of getting around the Twin Cities, one person at a time.] 

Benjamin getting an early start on Christmas shopping

Benjamin getting an early start on Christmas shopping

“I lost my car,” Benjamin begins.  Benjamin is soft spoken with a heavy Hispanic accent.

Benjamin lives by Swede Hollow Park on the East Side of Saint Paul.  He comes today to the Midway for shopping.

“When you have a little bit of extra money, it’s good to buy some things for Christmas.  This one is a uniform suit for my brother in Houston.”

Benjamin has lived in Saint Paul for forty-seven years.  Leaves are falling and a cool breeze on the 52 degree day foreshadows cooler temperatures ahead.

“I have a lot of family here.  I’m not leaving Saint Paul,” he smiles as he waits for the 16 bus on University Avenue.

“I won’t have a car again,” Benjamin explains.  “My eyes are not good.”

“But, I do have transportation.  I have transportation to the doctor.  I can get rides from people like my boss.”

“About three times a month I come out on the bus– for food, buying gifts, things like that,” he says, counting the excursions out on his hand.

Benjamin doesn’t find the bus convenient to use, especially with a walker.

“You know the bus has to put down the ramp.  It’s not easy.  And then I have to find a place to sit,” he explains.

“Then, I have to walk a few blocks from the bus stop.  My leg isn’t always so good,” Benjamin points to his right leg as he raises it and rotates his ankle.

Benjamin waits for the bus near the Green Line, but says he has never taken the light rail.  “I usually have transportation anyway.  The bus is just for when I need it.”

“Sometimes when my leg isn’t so good, I worry, but it’s not everyday,” Benjamin says in regards to personal safety as he begins to walk to the front of the bus line to board the 16 that is just arriving.

Monica Millsap Rasmussen

About Monica Millsap Rasmussen

I was inspired years ago by beatnik, Joe Gould, and the stories he would hear from people he met on the street. Always a dream of mine to be the sort of person who could elicit entertaining stories from strangers, I now have that opportunity. I am looking forward to introducing readers to new lives.