What had I expected to find here, in this place named for another religion’s saint? This was a shrine to the mother of God - but not the mother of any of my gods.
If the City Museum was a tribute to industrial repurposing, Cementland was meant to be its pinnacle.
The National Audio Company is keeping the cassette tape —and tape culture —alive in the Midwest and around the world. [...]
It sounds ridiculous to blow up and flood part of a state, but this ridiculous idea worked.
"My father was the grandson of Mississippi slaves, and the son of a thrice-married and divorced mother who had cleaned white peoples’ homes and cared for their children in two states by the time they settled in St. Louis in 1929."
"Yes, I have been here before / On the threshold of justice’s door / Half a century ago / In Selma, Oxford, / And Birmingham." [From "The St. Louis Anthology"]