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Curt Meine

My port of entry to Madison was a frozen field of tallgrass, an echelon of dark pines and a patch of oak woods. As my brother and I drove into town along the south Beltline, searching for the Seminole Highway exit, I looked around and marveled: Hey, this is all right.... There's a forest in the middle of the city! more

May 29, 2009 2:00 PM Isthmus Cover Stories