Riding the ferry

Friday, October 17, 2003

At the end of the 1960s, my wife and I -- both true-blue Missourians -- moved to New York City. We might as well have moved to Hong Kong or London. We were two naive Midwesterners adrift in a polyglot sea where fellow castaways neither sounded nor looked like us.

To continue reading
For more than 115 years, the Southeast Missourian has written the first draft of local history. We have aspired to enrich, entertain, educate and inform. Our core values have remained firm: truth, service, quality, integrity and community. Support our mission.